Swap Meet

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 The local audiophile club had a swap meet today.  I wanted to go - but not enough to get in the car and drive to Hutto.  They had pictures of the swap meet on the groups website.  It was a bunch of dudes slinging their unwanted equipment to others and probably some socializing.  

I told my wife I was thinking about going.  She said don't buy anything.  I'm not looking for anything and I'm totally satisfied with my system.  So what's the use in going?

I figure everyone socializes and talks about their gear.  While these conversations are going on, I am sure everyone is comparing their system to the one the other guy is talking about and everyone is doing a mental pecking order of audio gear.  

There were some guys there that sell gear all the time.  I don't know if they like to compare, or what the deal is.  I only sell gear once I've purchased something else to replace it.

I wonder if this would have been a corvette club experience where I would enjoyed socializing with like minded individuals or if I would have thought what a bunch of geeks and nerds and thought it was a waste of time.  Maybe I'll find out next year.

I really don't see the point in talking about my gear to other people or listening to people talk about their gear.  I'm sure the conversations would have evolved into what is your favorite music to audition gear.  We all know what I used to audition gear.

What I've found is most people's taste in music is horrible.  Why do they spend so much money listening to garbage?  They probably think the same thing about me.  


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