Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Nutbush

This last clock I tried to sell, has been a pain in the arsehole in a big way. It attracts more idiots than a Lee Middleton doll, and that's saying something.

First:
Is this a working clock?

My description:
Vintage wooden mantel clock.

Case is in good shape, some tape residue on back near the door, but I was able to remove most with goo gone. Movement runs nicely. Has key and pendulum bob.

Face has a slight bit of wear to the silvering in the very middle (can be seen in pic), all numerals are present, hands are present. Glass is good. Chimes on the hour and half hour. Measures 20" x 9" x 5 3/4".
I reply to him:
"Movement runs nicely is pretty self-explanatory"
And then, because he could not be bothered to read one line out of a 5 line description, and those people always become trouble, I block him.

Next day I get this question about the same fucking clock. You can clearly see in the pictures that the fucker has no cord and two keyholes on front. Christ on a cracker!
  Does it plug in? Does it run on batteries? Can you turn the chime off? Is the chime loud?
I block that dumb bitch too. But not before I answer her stupid question and post it so that it will show in the bottom of the description so that people can see the stupidity I am forced to deal with.

Clock ends with no bidders (and no, I don't care that I may have blocked them, because these two are a special kind of stupid).

The guy immediately messages me all huffy:

And I really cannot wait 6 more days to try to buy it again


and then:

I was trying to bid on this it said seller decided not to sell it ?what's up with that


and then:

          If you decide you want to sell it can you put a buy it now price 

 

I can see from his feedback that all does is re-sell clocks, so I really don't give a fuck whether he can wait 6 days or not. He's competition, and he's an obnoxious fucktard so he can go fuck himself for all I care.

 

 

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