Fake it till you make it

It is just about my 4th anniversary of being totally on my own.  It almost seems like a lifetime away, and such a difference in my life.

The first week in December in 2014, I decided to “fire” all my employees.  I technically can’t call them employees, and because I am still being sued, but I have no other vocabulary to use with the guy who used to work at my shop.

I can remember how scared I was the first day, week, and month when I was out on my own.  I had no idea if I could make it on my own.  I still have moments, but there is nothing like walking into your shop, having your own business.

My friend Nick just did this profile on me and he sent it to me on a day that was sorta slow.  I day I  made no money.  Watching this made me feel proud again.  It didn’t matter that I made zero that day, some days you  make nothing, but there is always potential.

I watch this and think about how far I have come.  The day I opened the shop myself, I was petrified.  I was afraid of failure, but failure was not an option.  I wouldn’t exactly say today that  I made it * but I can guarantee I won’t quit until I do.

 

**Making it to me would be having a car with heated seats.  I don’t know why I feel that is so luxurious, but I do.

Darn you Harlequin!

Two weeks ago I went to a hoarders house and got a ton of books and comics. (See that blog here) It was a bit overwhelming, I drove around with my car full of comic book boxes for over a week.

I tried to go through the boxes, but there were soooo many. I couldn’t fit them in my shop, so I tried to go through them in my parking lot. It was very cold, so I ran through the boxes looking for 10 and 15 cent covers and any Cool looking Wonder Woman covers. (Eventually my goal is to frame some cool covers and decorate my daughters’ room with powerful images.)

These boxes took up so much room. I couldn’t even see out of the back window of my car, so I decided to do a quick flip.

One of my regulars, Randy, wanted 2 boxes. Then he called John, who sells at the flea market, to buy the rest. Somehow one of Randy’s boxes got switched and he called to ask if he could get it back. I had already loaded Johns van, so we unloaded and found the box of Batman comics that Randy left behind.

While we waited for Randy, John went through the box. I have very limited knowledge of comics, I usually only look for first runs or low cover prices. John started going through the box full of mostly Batman, and says “If you have #12 of Batman’s Adventures, that is the first appearance of Harlequin. That is good money”. Not even 20 seconds later he says “Bingo, here it is!”

This comic is from 1993, for some reason I figured most first appearances would have happened in the eighties or before.

Unfortunately, I had already made the deal. I looked up past auctions on eBay and saw it sell from between $250-$700. I had just sold it for probably less that 10 cents. OUCH!

Randy came in and John says “Did you see this one?” And Randy said “what is it? I just grabbed the Batman box because I know that title sells”

Randy kept saying he didn’t know there was such a valuable comic in the box, he was sorry, and he would cut me in on it when he sells it. I actually believe him, he is one of the few nice and honest guys I know in this business.

I have heard in life there are no loses, just lessons. I learned I need to take my time and do research. I do blame myself, but I will say if it was summer I would have taken my time to go through the lot…and probably not found it anyway