Went to the
other record store in town I'm a regular at. Owner was working; guy comes in with records to sell, and as the owner steps out to take a look he looks at me and goes 'you're in charge'. This means I'm now an 'unofficial employee' at both of my regular haunts.
I get a stack of a dozen from him of a bunch of different stuff - classical, a Sweet album, some Spike Jones - for about $60. Get home and enter the discs into my Discogs account, and one of the classical discs I paid $3.75 for could be listed and sold online in a matter of hours for $150-200 easy.
Go to my main shop, and one of the owners is about to head 45 minutes out of town to take a look at a collection, which will take him
right past a BBQ joint that neither of us has been to but is highly recommended by anyone who's been. So he invites me along and I get the best brisket I've ever had, and apparently the ribs were also incredible.
Get to the collection, and it's mediocre - maybe 500 generally beat up discs, and a bunch of it is stuff that'll never sell. He pulls a dozen LPs and maybe a dozen 45's and pays about $35, and I take a chance on a couple LPs that interest me for $6. Get back to the store and look up one of the LPs I grabbed, and it's the first album on that label, an original copy, and pretty highly regarded.
Sometimes the universe just smiles all afternoon.