After picking up the 4 mint Lesneys for a song on Friday, and regretting not making an offer on the rest of the case, I went back Saturday prepared to lay down some cash for the rest. I don’t like negotiating, but set a offer in mind, and an outside limit, and headed into the store (while my sick and semi-tolerant girlfriend waited in the car). The case was still there, seemed like everything was still in it (half a case left, same as the day before). I kinda blew up my plan at the last second and asked the harried looking dude at the counter “um...how much for the entire case?”
“Twenty Five bucks.”
I slammed two bills in his hand, and was out the door so fast with the case I left vapor trails.
That number was below my intended opening offer, and far below my limit.
I havent had time to take any pics of the cars inside, but hey, its the holidays. They’ll come! Mostly Lesney trucks, an Esso bus, farm vehicles, a Merc 300, and a couple mint horse trailers
I treated my girl to a nice lunch nearby in effort to repay her understanding, while she presumably contemplated dating someone else who is less of a man child. I basked in the victory of my find while munching some tasty onion rings, and all was right with the world.