The dumbest stereo experience ever!


Hello all. I went through a divorce 20 years ago. I really needed to convert some equipment into cash. I sold amongst other things my prized Sony TC 880-2 open reel recorder. I had a lengthy conversation with the buyer typical of us lovers of gear. I told him my situation and he said he would sell it back to me when I got back on my feet down the road. OK, fair enough. I lost track of him as this was pre Audiogon. I managed to locate him five years later. Someone informed me that he had 125 open reel decks and his wife wouldn't let him buy any more. (terrible woman!) I got him on the phone and after another lengthy chat I asked him if I could buy it back. He didn't want to sell it back as he said he didn't even have time to play with it yet. OK, I thought; I'm a horse trader. SURELY I have some bargaining power. I have many studio open reel tapes. I could trade him some of them plus cash in exchange for the Sony back. I asked him what kind of music he listened to. Here is what he said "Oh, I don't listen to music. I just like to watch the reels go around". I was dumbfounded. I told him to have a nice day and I hung up the phone. Can anyone top this one? Joe
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What kind of doctor?  Meaning, his specialty?  Some of the oddest people I've met are therapists and shrinks....

I like polk432's suggestion, BTW.   "Revenge is best served cold."  However, I'd use the number of a cheapie cell instead of your 'real number'.  That way you could enjoy the incoming hysteria...  Send the occasional text to keep it coming....*L*

POLK432, you're an evil genius! I'm not really upset with the guy. We all harbor our own obsessions. I hope the doctor has a large room for his.

 To answer tooblue's question; I think the man sympathized with me in my situation. Our "agreement" was only verbal. I don't know if he didn't remember our whole first conversation or not. Yes, it does sound like a pawn shop deal. I never thought about it like that. This is the benefit of this forum, getting input from other people.

   He is an anesthesiologist. Maybe he uses the reels to put people under!

I must be missing it. This guy likes to watch reels go round and round. A lot. Reputedly, his wife put a nix on his obsession to watch hundreds of reels go round and round at once (an intervention). Why does this invite thoughts and writings about harsh & unwarranted action against the two of them and hurtful jabs at the medical profession?

I am reminded here that most of the world-at-large thinks our obsession with audio gear to be paramount to the good doctor’s peculiar fetish in its contrariness to "normal" behavior.

Best to you all,
Dave

Sounds to me like he is simply a collector of these things, just as some people are collectors of coins or stamps or vintage watches or various kinds of antiques.  And I suspect that his comment about watching the reels go around was simply a half-kidding (or mostly kidding) reference to the fact that he doesn't put the decks to use.  Perhaps said in part as a way to try to end the conversation, which in fact it did.

Regards,
-- Al
 
Better than Armour All - For me, I had just picked up the new release of Iron Butterfly's Inagadadavida. Hey, I was 15 years old! My mom used to follow me around with a vacuum cleaner, so one of those moms. I had left the album on my turntable and ate some lunch. When I got back to my room the album was missing, and I found it put back in its cover. I put it back on and played it, and all of a sudden, pop, tick-pop, tick-pop...What the f**k? WHO SCRATCHED MY RECORD? Mom, said nothing, and I stormed out of my apartment.

Okay, I compose myself and come back home. I walk in and there's my mom with a big smile on her face! Kenny...Kenny, it was my fault about your record getting scratched, but you have to learn to put your things away, mom said. Don't be upset, because I fixed your record. I said, what do you mean, and took out the album. There was this stuff all over it, and I shouted, you can't fix a record scratch. Mom said, yes you can because I sprayed it with Pledge and that removes scratches!

From that day forward, I have always put my records back when I'm done with them. Another lesson learned from Mom.
Kenny