Woman: Can I get an item out without a ticket? I have this letter.
Staff: Sure, with your ID.
Woman: OK.
Staff: Oh this item is not under your ID.
Woman: *sigh* (long pause) I'ma be honest with you, this is my jewelry and I believe my boyfriend pawned it without me knowing. I asked him if he did that and he said no, but he didn't know there would be a letter. (note: the shop sends you notice of your item's status at some point.)
Staff: If it's under his name, we need him to come in with his ID.
Woman: Can I just bring his ID?
Staff: No, it has to be him.
Woman: Can I see the jewelry?
Staff: We're not even actually allowed to show you it legally.
Woman: So I can drag him in here...
Staff: Not at gunpoint please. Just hold on to his ear and bring him in.


I'm hoping this happens today while I am here. Sorta.

*snicker*

Hmmm...what if she reported the jewelry as stolen and gave the police the possible location (pawn shop)? Would she be able to retrieve it then?

Dude (to the staffer working with him) (with a sense of humor about it): Next time I come in I want to deal with that guy. You look like a Jew. (pause, looks at the other staffer) Actually you're probably Jewish too.
Staffer: Yes and you're probably black.

(Dude was wrong: the guy he was working with is not Jewish. The second guy is.)

I don't know about the legal bits yet. But there's one thing I forgot. When she was told not to bring him in at gunpoint she answered

"Don't worry about that... I like my freedom."

I think if she pressed charges the cops would take it as evidence.

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Still at the shop, although they don't need me as much as they thought, because I get shit done and sell things fast. Today was laptop day as 5 different laptops needed to be documented and sold. There were not many customers because the sidewalk in front of the shop is being reconstructed, which caused business to fall about 50%.

The only funny customer today was one gentleman who decided to sing lead vocals to a song on the radio, and pretty much did the whole song. And he was great! I didn't know the song so I still don't know which song he did, but I completely welcome this kind of thing.

So, how many other pawn shops are there in your area?

Up here at the pawnshop...

I am a regular customer at my local pawnshops, though I am only a buyer, not a borrower. I've gotten tools, toys (same thing pretty much), electronics, etc. I have an idea of something I want and I just troll through the local pawnshops and thrift stores, keeping my eyes open for the item(s) I want. Most of my visits I leave empty handed, but sometimes I find the thing I'm looking for, or sometimes I find a new thing.

I've been looking for a new bicycle. Well, stopped by the pawnshop, the bikes are outside of course and there was nothing of interest to me. Little bikes for littler people, fancy bikes for affluenter people... nothing for me though. I went inside, made a circuit of the store, nothing today, nothing unusual. As I walked out the door onto the sidewalk, there was a guy walking toward the door... pushing a bike.

"Hey, you want to buy a bike?"

"What do you want for it?"

"$150."

I look over the bike. It is very clean, not new, just clean. Lubricated, tightened, it looks ridden but well maintained. The guy is into his spiel as I'm checking it out and I decide I'll take it.

"I'll give you $120 for it."

"$135."

"Ok."

Turns out I have only $130 on me... a little embarrassing. But after raiding the ashtray for my parking meter money, we seal the deal (with the last five dollars paid in gold dollar coins). I ask him for the combination to the kryptonite lock, he gives it to me and demonstrates how to operate it. We shake hands practically on the threshold of the front door of the store, which feels a little weird.

I roll the bike to the car, remove the front wheel and manage to store the bike and the front wheel in the back seat of the car. When I get home, I take it out, reassemble it, take it for a nice ride, check it all out. It's in great shape. I look up this model on the internet and I almost have a heart attack. The top hits for a Gary Fisher bike are in the low $2000 range. Ho. Ly. Crap. But this turns out not to be one of those bikes, merely one of the $350 models. Which is still fine, I like the bike and it likes me. Here's a link to a detailed description of the bike.

good for you!

Am I the only person who reads pawn and immediately thinks prawn instead?
Prawnshop. Still raises a grin every time.

Yes.

I always think of pwn, myself. The pwn shop is the place where 10-year-olds frag and swear at each other.

Some customers are "not all there". There is an opiates clinic down the street. Sometimes customers will reek of alcohol. Or they may just be morons. It's always an adventure.

Dude: Do you have any idea?
(It sounds like idea to me, and it sounds like idea to my boss, E)
E: Idea?
Dude: You know, idea?
E: I-D-E-A?
Dude: Do you have idea?
E: I don't know what you're asking.
Dude: Do you have any shopping carts?
E: No, we don't have those.
Dude: Because I have to get a shopping cart first. You sell those movies?
E: The movies are behind you. You're looking into a mirror.
Dude: Why do you keep the movies behind glass?
E: Where would you like us to keep them?
Dude: No, why do you keep them behind glass?
E: I said, where would you like us to keep them?
Dude: I need to find a shopping cart first.
E: We don't have any.

And, some notes from earlier that I didn't share before. I wrote these down on my phone and never got around to sharing.

Two guys came in trying to sell a Verizon set-top cable box. They laughed long and hard when told it had no value.

and

Porn buyer was really loud about "nice big black tittays".


Today I learned that we do not buy porn DVDs from the general public, although there are some stocked. Someone told a customer "We don't buy it, the porn comes directly from the distributor." This statement led me to many questions. Our main expert buyer said that used porn DVDs are a gross idea, but I didn't really understand, because buying your porn from a pawn shop is already plenty of notches down on the social etiquette chain. Here's to thinking that the boss, a more moral and better man than I, just doesn't care to traffic in the $1 profit per buy. Even bordering the ghetto, there's a type of customer you don't really need to attract.