After all, there were still tables I hadn't checked out yet, like this one, which was obviously manned by a "mac guy," as PC-aficionados like to call them. With space concerns in mind, I didn't even look at the all-in-one Macs on this side of the table. But there were three Mac Color Classics on the other side (which you can't see in this picture) that got my attention. Even though I had a CC before this encounter, I always seem to be a sucker for the guys, as they're relatively rare and wholly unique in the Mac pantheon. They are small in form factor while also possessing a color monitor, which was always like a crazy wet dream for any compact Mac user back when compact Macs were still a viable platform.
The seller wanted $25 a piece for two working Color Classics (one with an ethernet card), and he had another one that supposedly needed a hard drive that was free with the purchase of another Color Classic. I waited until right before we left the hamfest to make my approach, as at the end of every 'fest, people are more desperate to get rid of their junk for cheap or free rather than having to haul it back to their car and store it in their house (you can read more about this phenomenon here).
Naturally, when the time came, I offered $10 for one working one and the "broken" one. The seller considered it, but there was a catch: to win the heart of this particular Mac lover, I had to pass a test. He leaned over the table towards me with a twinkle in his eye and slowly, but emphatically asked,
"Do you love Macintoshes?"
Fearing this was some sort of trick question, I stammered.
"Uh, yeah, I guess."
He leaned in further and repeated his question, but slower than before.
"No. I mean, do you love Macintoshes?"
There I was: the "great" haggler, frozen and unsure of how to properly respond. Should I show my cards and let him know that I really wanted them, or feign disinterest? It was at this point that my dad interjected.
"Of course he loves Macintoshes, he probably has twenty of them at home and writes a web site about obsolete computers!"
"Oh." the guy said. "Then I guess you do like Macintoshes."
I came home with two Macs that day, for ten bucks.