Did you ever have a coin nightmare?

Last night I had a bad dream. I was rubbing a label off a slab with some solvent. I looked down and the slab was filled with liquid. The liquid had melted the thing that holds the coin in place. The valuable coin was sloshing around in solvent. I quickly cracked the slab to try to rescue the coin -- but it was too late. The coin had already started to melt. All that was left was the design the fields had melted off! Then I woke up.
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Didn't wanna get me no trade
Never want to be like papa
Working for the boss every night and day
--"Happy", by the Rolling Stones (1972)
Longacre..... CHANGE YOUR NAME
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I have never had a coin nightmare, but must say, that was quite entertaining, Carl. Thanks for the visual !
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and it split open. Only a few weeks later I remembered this dream as I was crossing the street
with $1000 in new quarters in a paper bag.
for those who do not click on links here, here is HIS dream :
Anyway, in my dream, for some reason, I took the coin out of the holder. Something seemed strange about it, and holding it by the edges, I held it next to my ear and shook/rotated it, and I could hear something moving around inside. Anyway, after I had examined it a bit longer, the damn thing cracked in half
It cracked in the plane of the coin, so I had two thin dollar-sized pieces. I tried to put them back together, and then another chunk broke off one of the halves. ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!!! I had gotten a defective coin, but having already taken it out of the NGC holder, I had no recourse.
Then, somehow, I was in a elevator with Mark Feld, telling him about the situation. He told me that I could have checked this when I bought the coin. He demonstrated by pulling a slabbed 1794 dollar out of his pocket, and tossing it on the floor of the elevator. He picked it up and held it next to my ear and said "Do you hear that ring? That's what SOLID SILVER sounds like." He then agreed to help me obtain a really awesome 1921 Peace in PCGS MS64. I felt better, but I was still kind of upset about the whole situation.
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<< <i>I love all the comments regarding wives and coins...I don't feel so bad about running out to check the mail first so mine doesn't find out about all the ones I keep getting. >>
Have them delivered to your office address, silly goose.
Didn't wanna get me no trade
Never want to be like papa
Working for the boss every night and day
--"Happy", by the Rolling Stones (1972)
Hell, I don't need to exercise.....I get enough just pushing my luck.
Do any of you late night posters have coin dreams?
Jerry
Tom
<< <i>Not a nightmare, but a reality-- I am still working on a response for when my wife happens to go to the safe deposit box and sees all of the coins. I don't think I can say, "what coins?" because I have to sign in each time I go to the box. Can anyone offer any suggestions? >>
Did u ever see "The Hot Rock" With Redford? Tell your wife you must have been hypnotized into buying the coins and putting them in the safe deposit box.
<< <i>That is a tough dream Earl! I have been hiding my Dremel Mototool from the rest of my family...
Do any of you late night posters have coin dreams? >>
Yes. I see the gold at fort nox and get to walk the area.
Worry is the interest you pay on a debt you may not owe.
"Paper money eventually returns to its intrinsic value---zero."----Voltaire
"Everything you say should be true, but not everything true should be said."----Voltaire
I had a few businesses and NONE was as stressful as the stinkin COIN SHOP! Trying to balance bullion buys and sells, inane repetitive questions about coins and the neverending constant having to tell them that I have to .........SEE...... the stupid coin to tellem what it's worth.
And alarms.....oh ....ALARMS..... middle of night wakeups to go to the shop cuz someone is coming thru the roof......... a g a i n.....
A coin shop is 95% stress and 5% "oh can it get any better than this?"
But insanely profitable (especially combined with pawn loans) I ...know.... it was worth it as I really, really, really, really didn't want to work real HARD and I wanted to quit ....and QUIT forever so I could get to where I am now and just ride my bike and have my commute be nothing but the trip to the grocery store or the post office to play "collector" once again.
But......here it is 2 years AFTER hangin the phone up and now it comes at NIGHT!
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!