Thursday, April 14, 2011

Saturday's Flea Market Experience

Last Saturday was a beautiful day, perfect for a trip to a college flea market.  With my shopping cart in tow,  I immediately headed to the first interesting looking booth.  I stopped, parked my cart, and began to take a closer look at the junk on the table.  The table was in the shade, so I took off my sunglasses to get a better look.  I placed my sunglasses in the canvas bag attached to the cart.  That's when this got ugly.

I'm standing there minding my own business when all of a sudden the crusty old dealer runs over to me screaming at the top of his lungs and pointing his finger in my face.  Must be a case of mistaken identity, right?  As his morning breath is socking me right in the face, he's pointing to my bag and hollering "I saw you, I saw you put something in your bag."  I pulled out my sunglasses and tried to explain what I had put in my bag.  He wasn't interested in anything I had to say and just got louder and louder with each accusation.  Could a crowd be forming?  Where was the nearest hole for me to crawl in?  Do I just walk away?  Do I keep showing him my sunglasses he obviously wasn't interested in?  Dump out the contents of my bag?  So many things going on in my head.  He actually ended this entire ordeal by ordering me to leave and never come back.

Who could be prepared for something like this?  I was so stunned by what had just happened and I just didn't know what to do.  This guy was out of control and I just needed to get away from the situation.  As I walked away, I couldn't help but mumble a few words expletives under my breath.  Someone actually came up to me and told me that he's always like this.  Unbelievable that he can still be in business.  Maybe this guy had been ripped off too many times, but he was completely out of line.  I tow around a cart with a pink floral liner that my mom made for me; I guess that makes me a high-risk security threat.

Anyway, I had more important things to do.....shop!  I only spent a little over an hour out there and this is what I found and paid for...

 
I love old advertising hangers and now wish I had bought more.  When I spotted this little metal box under a table, I got so excited to see that the little drawers were full.

The four adjustable drawers were full of old buttons, needles, spools, and ribbon. 

I'm loving these rusty little flowers on this three foot high pyramid thingy.  I haven't decided yet if I want to keep it or sell it.  Right now it's in the house and starting to grow on me.

Maybe I can pick up some good photography tips in this 1952 book, How to Make Good Pictures.  The 1911 French book, Fluette, has a beautiful embossed cover. 

Spenser's Faery Queene has some faded writing on the cover page. 
I can't read most of it, but you can see the May 26, 1882 date.


Of course I had to buy my usual assortment of jewelry for repurposing.  Those glass beads on the top right side of the picture are new.  Seven strands in various colors for $8. 

Even though Mr. Crusty got my day off to a bad start, it turned out good in the end.  I was able to visit with some friends at the flea market, found some good treasures, and had a great dinner that evening.

I'm so excited about the antique show I'm participating in on Sunday.  Earlier this week I was a little concerned about the weather forecast, but now it's looking like it will be a beautiful day.  If you're in the area, The Roseville Spring Antique Market is a great way to spend the day. 



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