I know, 30 years old, semi-serious collector, how have you never been to a show? I just never had the chance, never saw one in my area, circumstances never landed just right. Saturday and Sunday there was a card show in Raleigh, NC at the Fair Grounds. It was a Toy/Cards/Collectables. So, you had to wade through the creepy baby dolls, paper dolls of Fonzie and boxes and boxes of army guys. I get it, people aren't all into sports cards and they have to open it up to other peoples trying to to make money.
First things first, I don't know the etiquette. Second, I went in early. I had a work meeting at 6 on sunday, so I had to kill time between 8 and them opening at 10. Walked in at like 10:30 and it was so quiet you could hear your shoes squeak. Maybe 40 or 50 customers and just as many people behind the tables. I made a quick loop around, just to get a sense of what was there. Lots of old, lots of baseball and football, but not a whole lot of basketball. There were some guys who were obsessive about pricing, a handful of completely unpriced except "everything this box: $.25." I didn't know what the hell I was doing. I wasn't intimidated, I just didn't want some neurotic sales dude freaking out on me.
I looked quietly, asked a few questions. "How much is this?" Oh, Ok, thanks. Found one guy who had some of those 09-10 Upper Deck inserts I've been looking for. He was like the mayor of the thing. People were asking if he wanted first look at their set or whatever. I searched through his one box of basketball stuff, picked out 7 cards and said "Ok, how much?" he looked and looked and looked again, and said "$20 bucks." I paid the man, he said "Oh I have another Henderson in his Duke uniform" so I looked he talked to a guy about the status of the hobby, found something else, asked the price, he talked again. It was just weird. And finally I said, So for the Henderson and the Cam Newton Chrome?" He said "20 bucks" again. I said "How about $15 for both?" He pondered and pondered and finally said no.
I realized I had cards in my hand I'd paid for, but no bag, nothing. What the hell do I do now? I wandered back to a couple other tables that caught my eye but felt like everyone was looking at me like I stole those damn cards so I stuck them in my pocket, checked out a few more things and left. $5 entry fee, $20 for my 7 cards (I'll post a pic later) and 2 hours and I completely hated it. What did I do wrong? Should I be more outgoing or what? I felt like I was social with the folks who seemed nice but the whole thing was bizarre. Is it me?
First things first, I don't know the etiquette. Second, I went in early. I had a work meeting at 6 on sunday, so I had to kill time between 8 and them opening at 10. Walked in at like 10:30 and it was so quiet you could hear your shoes squeak. Maybe 40 or 50 customers and just as many people behind the tables. I made a quick loop around, just to get a sense of what was there. Lots of old, lots of baseball and football, but not a whole lot of basketball. There were some guys who were obsessive about pricing, a handful of completely unpriced except "everything this box: $.25." I didn't know what the hell I was doing. I wasn't intimidated, I just didn't want some neurotic sales dude freaking out on me.
I looked quietly, asked a few questions. "How much is this?" Oh, Ok, thanks. Found one guy who had some of those 09-10 Upper Deck inserts I've been looking for. He was like the mayor of the thing. People were asking if he wanted first look at their set or whatever. I searched through his one box of basketball stuff, picked out 7 cards and said "Ok, how much?" he looked and looked and looked again, and said "$20 bucks." I paid the man, he said "Oh I have another Henderson in his Duke uniform" so I looked he talked to a guy about the status of the hobby, found something else, asked the price, he talked again. It was just weird. And finally I said, So for the Henderson and the Cam Newton Chrome?" He said "20 bucks" again. I said "How about $15 for both?" He pondered and pondered and finally said no.
I realized I had cards in my hand I'd paid for, but no bag, nothing. What the hell do I do now? I wandered back to a couple other tables that caught my eye but felt like everyone was looking at me like I stole those damn cards so I stuck them in my pocket, checked out a few more things and left. $5 entry fee, $20 for my 7 cards (I'll post a pic later) and 2 hours and I completely hated it. What did I do wrong? Should I be more outgoing or what? I felt like I was social with the folks who seemed nice but the whole thing was bizarre. Is it me?