Thu 15 Jan 2004
no more than eights weeks, my ass
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Today, I received in the mail an appraisal for the painting I bought at the auction.
No, not the auction I went to in December, but the one I went to in July. Yes, apparently “eight weeks” in auction-speak really means “twenty-four weeks” (almost to the day, in fact).
I guess I can’t really complain – it took them three months to charge me for the first painting. (But only a little over a month to charge me for the second).
Update: I just looked at the paper more closely. It is actually a certificate of authenticity, not an appraisal, for the painting I bought … in December. So I still have no idea what happened to the appraisal (or certificate for that matter) for the painting I bought in July. And since the only way to get them to send me “another” one is to write them a letter and send it through registered mail .. well, I just can’t be bothered.
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