What is going on? In my last 2 visits to foof the booth, I've overheard no less than 5 people reference American Pickers—one even proclaimed that he FELT like he was ON American Pickers. Um, no, dude. You're in an air-conditioned antique mall in the suburbs. Even I don't call myself a picker.
Apparently, this phenomenon not confined to the eastern seaboard. Yard Sale Bloodbath said it perfectly: You don’t need to carry a f***ing loupe and a flash light with you to yard sales. Are you all getting the same thing?!?
OMG Sue, you are so funny! I guess they must live in their dream land.
Posted by: Theresa-Garden Antqs Vintage | 28 February 2012 at 08:23 AM
At the mall I'm in, we keep hearing Pinterest comments. Is that a bad thing?
Deb
Posted by: debbie york | 29 February 2012 at 08:22 AM
I HATE that show with a passion. Not only for how they prey on the elderly (at least they did the first 4-5 episodes I saw) but its inspired people who have no passion for reselling vintage/antiques to do so and to mess it up for the rest of us.
Hopefully the fad of these type of tv shows will fade and these type of people will as well.
Posted by: Liz | 29 February 2012 at 10:50 AM
A real "picker" would never announce it. I find that prices go up if people think you're getting something valuable to resell.
Posted by: Corinna | 02 March 2012 at 10:17 AM
I actually dig through junk piles at demolition /salvage yards etc and would never call myself a picker, a boy in a mans body maybe but not a picker. Since I found a box of Hotwheels cars while making a drop at the landfill with my dad in the 70's I've always had that urge to rescue what others thought was junk and either clean and fix or re-purpose/upcycle.
Posted by: David | 17 March 2012 at 06:59 AM