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Subject  :  The Tempest
Author  :  Administrator
Date  :  11-07-1999 on 08:11 p.m.
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Subject  :  RE:The Tempest
Author  :  Jerry Silverman
Date  :  11-12-1999 on 03:00 a.m.
So this took place in about 1982. I had just gotten pretty interested in oriental rugs for a couple of reasons: we had bought a condo with lots of newly refinished hardwood floors, and I had just gotten an oriental rug dealer as a client (who was paying me for my services in rugs). We needed a runner for the central hallway, something in the 3' x 15' range. My client didn't have anything old in this size, so I stopped at a Michigan Avenue rug shop (long since moved to LaSalle Street) to see what they had. It was in a great old building which has been torn down and replaced with a huge pile of marble called modestly "One Magnificent Mile." The old shop was long and narrow with a mezzanine at the back where the owner sat, surveying all that was his. After about ten minutes with a rug porter/salesman, he came down and told me he had just the thing. And sure enough, it was 3' x 14' and presented as a turn-of-the-century Afghan - just one row of dark indigo fil poi guls on a wine red field. We agree on a price, and I take it home. A couple weeks pass. My client receives a visit from an Afghan manufacturer (with ateliers in Kabul and Herat) who shows up with his shipment of rugs. We strike up an acquaintance and invite him over for some lamb, spinach, and garlic stew. As we show him around he looks at my runner and says in what little English he can manage, "Pakistan." Naturally, I'm sorta' shocked. After all, this was purchased from a Michigan Avenue rug dealer who vouched for its age and attribution. But the Afghan manufacturer was insistent, pointing out the cotton warps and long, soft wool. The next day I marched into the Michigan Avenue dealer's store with the runner and asked for my money back. As you may have already guessed, the dealer stuck by his story and refused. Well, I suppose I might have gotten kind of demonstrative and loud, because another couple who were already there when I arrived started edging for the door. Noticing this, the dealer got even hotter with me, accusing me of not knowing anything while he had been in this business all his life and how could I dare say he had deliberately lied to me? About this time, by previous agreement, the little, cross-eyed Afghan manfacturer strolled into the store. I introduced him to the dealer, and after a few moments we discovered that they had a fluency in Turkish in common. My "mavin" tore the dealer a new sphincter. In short order he agreed to offer me a store credit. But by this time I didn't want to have anything to do with the lying bastard. Conveying this in pidgin English to the Afghan, he tore into the dealer some more. And damn if I didn't get my money back. I'll bet that dealer never expected a real, live Afghan rug manufacturer to come walking into his store to challenge his attribution of an "Afghan" rug. And nothing less would have gotten my money back. Cordially, -Jerry-

Subject  :  RE:The Tempest
Author  :  Yon Bard
Date  :  11-13-1999 on 11:57 a.m.
Couldn't find an exactly suitable category, so I'll put this story here: The only rug that I inherited from my parents is a ca. 1920 Ghiordes-style prayer rug. It was identified as a mercerized-cotton Kayseri, and it isn't entirely unattractive. One day a few years ago I was cruising the NY rug district when I came upon an identically patterned rug, but this time a real woollen-piled Ghiordes. I was strongly tempted to buy it - the dealer wanted $2000. While I was mulling over what to do, a big commotion arose, all customers were quickly shooed out, the owners ran out and barred and shuttered the shop, and disapperaed. Turned out this was the day after the LA riots following the King trial, and prople in NY expected that there might be riots there too. I could never find that shop again among the hundreds in that area. Regards, Yon

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