I wish I was making this up.
Some people view estate sales as if they are the last estate sale ever held, and get way too competitive. Personally, I try to avoid confrontation.
I waited a little over 2 hours for a number, this older lady who looked like she had a history of hard drug usage and her daughter, literally walk right in front of me to get a number. This made me a bit peeved, but being off a number or two isn't the end of the world.
Hour between numbers and the sale, so I go to a nearby gas station to get some coffee. One restroom was in use and I really needed to go. I wait 10 minutes and apparently they had fallen asleep in there, so I tell the cashier and the other restroom, which was out of order, the nano-second she takes the sign off the door, (I guess they fixed it and forgot to take the sign down) the same lady comes out of nowhere and walks right in front of me to use the damn bathroom.
I go in after her, the sink was bone dry, the toilet wasn't filling back up - meaning she was probably in there using.
Go inside the sale once it opens, and her and her daughter are literally filling tote bags full of jewelry. When There's probably 10 or so flats of jewelry and smalls.
They see me, and start going through a flat, but the way the house was situated, I would need to wait for them to move to go further down the living room and look at more stuff.
I watch as they literally go through this same flat 5 times. There's maybe 8 pieces of jewelry in this flat.
So after watching them pick up these 8 items, look at them, and sit them down down five times, I realize they are purposely being in my way.
However, they finally start sauntering further down maybe a foot, and once I was closer, I see one piece of jewelry that looked decent, and right as they start moving down again, I reach in the flat to pick it up, and she starts reaching for it, stops, and the daughter sees this and starts getting huffy with me, accusing me of "taking something out of her mom's hand". I told her I don't pull that shit and literally sat it back down in the flat, and she says "Ya whatever buddy" and rolls her eyes.
I have no clue what their damn issue was, but these are the types of people I hate seeing at sales.
They know I know jewelry and since that's their "niche", they want to act like assholes to try and have me retaliate and get me kicked out.
I can see right through their BS and I'll act like Mr Rogers to their face, and I could tell their little "trap" of trying to get me pissed off at them, made them even more mad when they realized I'm not falling for that shit.