So, I had my day off all mapped out:
Wake up. Chill and surf the 'net a bit. Do some laundry. Go eat some barely-dead cow. Go spring a pistol from the hock shop. Nice, relaxed, and...
"Hey, didn't you want a 3" Model 657?"
"Yeah, that's the only 3" N-frame Smith & Wesson caliber I'm missing." (I have a .357 Mag, a 10mm, a .44 Spl, a .44 Mag, a .45 ACP, and a .45 Colt; the Model 657 is chambered in .41 Magnum...)
"There's a guy here who's selling one. Apparently you'd told him that if he ever wanted to part with it, you'd take it."
"Dammit, I need my spare cash to... Never mind. How much will he take?"
"He says he has $400 in it."
"Will he take $400 for it?"
"Hang on... Yeah."
"Tell him I'll be right there, and that he has lousy timing."
On the downside? I still have a pistol languishing in Durance Vile at the local prawn shop.
On the upside? I have managed to call "Bingo!" in the 3" N-frame game. Now, on to my next Collector Quest. :)