Marshal_Medan
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Does anyone else have just the worst local mom & pop game stores possibly imaginable? In my area there are about 3, and all are just terrible for different reasons.
The first one is a hole in the wall in the basement of a building downtown run by this guy in his mid thirties. While he has a fairly good selection, the games are just crazily priced. The cheapest NES cart he sells is Mario/ Duck Hunt for $14.99, the average price of his games are around $19.99- $25. For crap like Karate Champ. If he happens to have a copy of something semi-collectible, like a Castlevania or Metal Gear, you're looking at around $25-$30. Same goes for just about all the other carts with the exception of 64 games, which begin at $25. I asked him where he gets his prices, and he tells me that since he refuses to use Ebay since it decimated game stores, he prices his games a little above Ebay prices. Even though it's all bullshit, I humor him and just nod my head and ask "do people buy a lot of those old games?", and he tells me most of them have sat there for over a decade. Why not just lower his prices and see if they sell then, I inquire? "Well these are what the games are worth".
This guy also sells in his store, wax sculptures, wrestling memorabilia, WWF action figures, guitar tab books, and other odd things.
Anyways, I dig around for a while the first time I went and find Dracula X for the SNES marked $20, General Chaos complete for $10, and Legend of Oasis for $15, which wouldn't be great except he was having a buy 2 get 1 sale.
When I take them up to the counter and check out he opens the case for General Chaos and puts the cart in the bag, and does the same damn thing for Legend of Oasis, which is a freaking disc game. I asked him what he was doing and that when I paid for the games I expected the cases they came with and he says:
Him - Oh no, I've spent so long hunting these down for displays that I can't just get rid of them, they're hard to come by
Me - Yeah, that's why I want them, and paid for them
Him - Sorry, but the games are for sale, not the cases or manuals
Me - Just give me my money back then
Him - All sales are final
So I just said it and left, vowing never to return.
But return I did, a couple days ago. This guy was wearing the same Stone Cold Steve Austin shirt he had on the one time I went there the year before, and this time he has other customers. Customers that make Wal-Mart regulars look like red carpet models. These three guys all had ripped jeans, big boots, and the all had huge flannel coats (it's 65 out). The first one had, if he was lucky and I missed some, 3 teeth in his mouth, and a Hatebreed shirt on under his coat. The second one had a hat on that said "You Work. I Fish", and a giant neckbeard, and the third guy kept twitching, had a faded WWF shirt on, and kept stuttering "who b-b-b-buys these c-c-c-rapy magic spell g-g-g-games" while holding a copy of Wild Arms 3. I just walked passed them and started looking at the games on the wall when they all start yelling at me, even the owner, about what I think is going to happen on RAW next week. Since I don't watch wrestling nor have any inclination to do so, I politely told them I had no knowledge of that subject and kept looking through games. Then the guy behind the counter started talking about how he's convinced that Jap porn cartoon crap is turning Americans into child molesters and that's why he doesn't sell any of it in his store.
After a little while I found a pink Justifier gun and several dogbone controllers for the NES and took them up to the counter and asked the price, which ended up being $30 for each item. I told him I'd have to pass and would put them back when he started going lower, down to $20 each, and I told him I'd give him half that for everything. Then the rednecks started talking about how I didn't know who this guy is, he hosts amatuer wrestling night at the local VFW or something and who am I to try and talk him down. So once again I just said it and left. On the way out I see FOUR more of these dirty rednecks walking into the store talking about how Jay (the owner I assume) lets them hang out and play games until he closes or something. That was it for me. The worst of it is that that's not even the shittiest store around here, and I'll follow up about that one later from home.
Until then I want to hear about crappy local stores/ experiences from everyone. I'm sure you all have them.
The first one is a hole in the wall in the basement of a building downtown run by this guy in his mid thirties. While he has a fairly good selection, the games are just crazily priced. The cheapest NES cart he sells is Mario/ Duck Hunt for $14.99, the average price of his games are around $19.99- $25. For crap like Karate Champ. If he happens to have a copy of something semi-collectible, like a Castlevania or Metal Gear, you're looking at around $25-$30. Same goes for just about all the other carts with the exception of 64 games, which begin at $25. I asked him where he gets his prices, and he tells me that since he refuses to use Ebay since it decimated game stores, he prices his games a little above Ebay prices. Even though it's all bullshit, I humor him and just nod my head and ask "do people buy a lot of those old games?", and he tells me most of them have sat there for over a decade. Why not just lower his prices and see if they sell then, I inquire? "Well these are what the games are worth".
This guy also sells in his store, wax sculptures, wrestling memorabilia, WWF action figures, guitar tab books, and other odd things.
Anyways, I dig around for a while the first time I went and find Dracula X for the SNES marked $20, General Chaos complete for $10, and Legend of Oasis for $15, which wouldn't be great except he was having a buy 2 get 1 sale.
When I take them up to the counter and check out he opens the case for General Chaos and puts the cart in the bag, and does the same damn thing for Legend of Oasis, which is a freaking disc game. I asked him what he was doing and that when I paid for the games I expected the cases they came with and he says:
Him - Oh no, I've spent so long hunting these down for displays that I can't just get rid of them, they're hard to come by
Me - Yeah, that's why I want them, and paid for them
Him - Sorry, but the games are for sale, not the cases or manuals
Me - Just give me my money back then
Him - All sales are final
So I just said it and left, vowing never to return.
But return I did, a couple days ago. This guy was wearing the same Stone Cold Steve Austin shirt he had on the one time I went there the year before, and this time he has other customers. Customers that make Wal-Mart regulars look like red carpet models. These three guys all had ripped jeans, big boots, and the all had huge flannel coats (it's 65 out). The first one had, if he was lucky and I missed some, 3 teeth in his mouth, and a Hatebreed shirt on under his coat. The second one had a hat on that said "You Work. I Fish", and a giant neckbeard, and the third guy kept twitching, had a faded WWF shirt on, and kept stuttering "who b-b-b-buys these c-c-c-rapy magic spell g-g-g-games" while holding a copy of Wild Arms 3. I just walked passed them and started looking at the games on the wall when they all start yelling at me, even the owner, about what I think is going to happen on RAW next week. Since I don't watch wrestling nor have any inclination to do so, I politely told them I had no knowledge of that subject and kept looking through games. Then the guy behind the counter started talking about how he's convinced that Jap porn cartoon crap is turning Americans into child molesters and that's why he doesn't sell any of it in his store.
After a little while I found a pink Justifier gun and several dogbone controllers for the NES and took them up to the counter and asked the price, which ended up being $30 for each item. I told him I'd have to pass and would put them back when he started going lower, down to $20 each, and I told him I'd give him half that for everything. Then the rednecks started talking about how I didn't know who this guy is, he hosts amatuer wrestling night at the local VFW or something and who am I to try and talk him down. So once again I just said it and left. On the way out I see FOUR more of these dirty rednecks walking into the store talking about how Jay (the owner I assume) lets them hang out and play games until he closes or something. That was it for me. The worst of it is that that's not even the shittiest store around here, and I'll follow up about that one later from home.
Until then I want to hear about crappy local stores/ experiences from everyone. I'm sure you all have them.