I guess that’s one of the charms of the show. I can relate. I can’t dance with the stars or bring Simon Cowell to his feet with my rendition of “I Will Always Love You,” but I can damned sure lose money with the best of them. We all have our areas of expertise; one of mine happens to be buying high and selling low. Until recently I never even deigned to haggle at rummage sales, thinking that if something was way overpriced, there must be a real good reason for it.
Have you seen this show? The producers have assigned arbitrary traits to the four cast members, possibly to aid in identification. There’s Kevin, “The Prowler”; John, “The Professor”; Bob, “The Designer”; and Miller, “The Assessor.” If I were on the show I suppose I’d be Dave, “The Sucker.”
Despite the clever monikers, they all work pretty much the same way. They ask how much something is, then offer half, then end up paying something on the low end of in-between. I’m worldly enough to know that having a full camera crew there has to intimidate the sellers — you’re really going to tell the criminally cute Miller to take a hike and lose your only shot to be on national TV? I don’t think so. But even with that advantage, the experts nearly always end up slack-jawed in wonder as something they paid $250 for commands $50 at auction. This is when I’m shouting at the TV: “Idiot! I told you that was a piece of crap!”
Anyway, check it out. It’s on Monday nights. It’s one of those rare reality show where reality hasn’t been produced right out of the picture.