Adventures of a Pawn Star
July 24, 2010 4 Comments
I’ve never been to a pawn shop. Never, that is, until today.
I’ve been fighting a battle against Stuff for a while and finally decided it was time to sell my Ruger 10/22 rifle. Finding the easiest, most convenient method to sell my rifle was my primary objective, not money. A pawn shop seemed like the most logical choice since I probably wouldn’t get a good price for the gun but it would be easy to sell.
When I arrived, I was a little turned off by the place. The windows and door were covered in steel bars and to get in I had to ring a doorbell and be buzzed in like a maximum security prison. Inside it was small, cramped and full of people making deals at the counter. DVDs, flat screen TVs, musical equipment, rings, old coin collections and a plethora of Stuff hung from the walls, was displayed in glass cases and leaned against the counters.
When it was time to do business it didn’t take long to be asked the question I had no answer to, “How much are you looking to get for it?” I walked in there thinking I’d be lucky to get $50 but I went high, knowing it would be easier to negotiate if I gave myself some room to work. ”I was thinking about $150,” and then I began describing all the improvements I made to the rifle; the new stock, scope and bi-pod.
”Well, it looks like $80 is as high as I can go,” the clerk said, punching keys on the keyboard of his computer. He pointed out flaws in the rifle that I already knew about and made his case for why $80 was his limit. Since all I was really concerned with was getting rid of the thing, I accepted the offer. Afterall, it was $30 more than I had expected to get when I walked in. He entered my personal information (name, address, phone number) into the computer and I signed a sales receipt before leaving with cash in hand.
Erin came along with me wondering how much money she would be able to get for an old ring. It took the clerk about a minute to come to a definitive conclusion, making it obvious that jewelry is something they deal with regularly. “$135.” That was more than I’d told her she would get. She wanted to check around other places so she thanked him for his time and we left, visiting two more stores; another pawn shop and a store that buys gold. The second pawn store offered $40 less than the first and the gold store could only offer $85 for the weight of the gold.
While I was waiting for Erin to finish talking to the clerk at the second pawn store, I began looking around at all of the merchandise for sale. They had all the same things as the last place; DVDs, CDs, musical equipment, electronics and televisions, jewelry and watches. As I was looking around, it dawned on me that all these items probably came from people in dire financial situations who were selling their worldly possessions just to make ends meet. The iPods, video games, DVDs and CDs, the flat screens and computers, the musical instruments and stereo equipment; all the material items that we convince ourselves that we can’t live without become the first things to go when we reach financial bottom.
Somehow these things that we “can’t live without” lose their importance when we find ourselves in situations where we might be without a place to live or are unable to put food on the table. I wonder, had these people never bought all of this Stuff in the first place, would they have found themselves in a situation where they needed to hock their possessions to survive?






