This still hurts, in 1996 I transferred my job and uprooted for a new life to beautiful Oxnard/Ventura, Ca. Still part-time at my job (years of seniority to go full-time, I was close, tho) so money was very dear AND I hadn't been a vinyl fanatic for a couple years by this point after a lifetime of buying (didn't even have a working turntable at the time). Just being young and my own - same old story. I meet a cool supervisor at work who always made his way over whenever I was playing old reggae tapes (1996!) or cd's. He's a couple years older than me and says he's looking to buy a house and has records he doesn't really play anymore and they took him years to collect, so would I be interested in buying them cheap? He really just needed one less bunch of heavy things to move. 600 albums and 45's ALL roots reggae and dub and early punk rock - Jamaican pressings, limited edition colored pressings...very very good+ condition (if you've shopped Jamaican pressings you can appreciate how rare THAT is), just phenomenal. He wanted $200. Told him I am heartbroken but just don't have the money. So he goes down to $125. Sigh. Yeah, just wrong timing. I could barely afford gas and rent back then. Not many days go by when my heart doesn't sink just a little thinking on that.