I was at an auction a couple of weeks ago, and I bought a Sprite table that was said to be an antique; It was a attractive little table, with ornate legs and inlaid with gold and glass.
- I was going to own that Sprite table regardless of what it cost me, then when my sibling laid her eyes on it, she was also sure it was an antique, then she looked at the legs and the construction and said it had wooden nails instead of metal nails, then this got myself and others excited, even though I did not think what that meant.
She was a self-professed antique expert, and I was fairly particular she knew some of what she talked about, but how else would she be able to spot wooden nails? When I got the Sprite table home, my partner asked how much they milked myself and others for? I looked at him and asked what he was talking about? He asked if either of us had looked at the bottom of the Sprite table. Written on the bottom, on a tag, was the original price tag of a genuine replica of an antique Sprite table. It originally sold for $100 and it looked prefer it had gone through a fire. I was devastated and my sibling excused herself, saying she had dinner to make. I spent more for the Sprite table that was in terrible shape than if I would have gone into the discount furniture store and bought a current Sprite table. She called myself and others later that evening and apologized for giving myself and others the wrong information on the Sprite table. I refinished the Sprite table and provided it to her for Christmas.