I know a guy

The Thanksgiving marathon of Pawn Stars made me realize two things:

1. Every guy that runs a pawn shop is a certified asshole,
and
2. Every guy that runs a pawn shop knows a guy.

Point 1:

No matter what item was brought in to Gold and Silver Pawn -- the featured store on History Channel's Pawn Stars -- the owner Rick would scoff at the starting price proposed by the customer, then suggest at most 10% of that price.

$3,000 for a set of autographed Beatles' albums?
*scoff*
I couldn't go much higher than $100. Tops.

He's trying to run a business here folks. You know what the turnover rate is on 1909 authentic army cadet uniforms?

It's actually not bad. But this guy's got a camera and priorities.

Point 2:

Again, no matter the item in question, Rick would need to get their item "checked out" by an expert in the appropriate field. Someone brings in a Civil War era gun, he has a friend who specializes in Civil War era weaponry. Someone brings in a 1951 signed Yankee's baseball, he's got a friend who specializes not only in baseball, but in signatures in general -- in writing your fucking name in cursive.

After watching roughly 8 hours of the program, I realized when Rick says he "knows a guy," he's talking about "every guy."

-eb