I mean, WICKED BAD Seller's Regret. Like, CHRONIC. I bought this sign from my Picker buddy Z today. From the get-go there was a small thought of keeping it niggling at the back of my brain and I didn't even have enough light bulbs for it to show it off in full-blown glory but it was SO COOL I just had to post it on the website and our Facebook page for all the world to see. Not that I thought much would come of it, I mean it was like, the middle of Thursday and all; but apparently that's what the whole world is spending their time doing in the middle of the workday, parked on salvagechicantiques.com and Facebook instead of actually working. I had figured I would have plenty of time for my slight interest in this sign to morph into full-blown obsession and probable adoption before anyone would discover it and want to fork over $195 for it. But seriously no sooner did I post it than the comments and emails started flying and EVERYBODY wanted this sign. Sigh... SOLD! Next time, I'll know better. Oh, who am I kidding, this happens like once a week.