(6/12) I called my cousin, @djklick : “Hey man, I think I just landed a deal at @urban_necessities you got any interest in a quick trip down to Vegas?” My cousin picked me up about 36 hours later and we packed his truck full of graded shoes – about 150 pairs. ⁣
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We left Oakland at 9am and listened to ‘The Life of Pablo’ a hundred times. We arrived at The UN at 7pm that evening. The original UN is a bit of a trek from the strip…I think it was a Tuesday night, so the shop was quiet and the mall was dead. Jay was sitting on the floor stamping consignment checks. I walked in, visibly nervous, and introduced myself. He looked tired but was cordial and helped us empty the truck. We had a smoke outside and talked a bit. We brought everything to the intake center where I signed consignment agreements for each pair and we agreed to take a look at the grading stuff the next day.⁣
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About 10 minutes before the shop was to close, a family walked in…I don’t remember where they were from but it was clear they had made the journey from somewhere far. I was milling around the shop kinda watching, kinda minding my own business, kinda listening. The kid started on the Heat Locker and his whole family was watching…he had…I dunno, 30 bucks in singles and kept getting closer and closer to the win. Each play took a minute and before long, the doors were closed and it was just me (in the back), Jay, the kid and his family. Jay was watching closely as the kid was getting closer and closer and everyone was kinda cheering him on. Before long, the kid ran out of money and he was obviously disappointed but still happy to have given it a shot. Jay then looked at the kid, pulled a small stack of singles out of his own pocket, handed them to the kid and said ‘you got this, bro’. The kid was beaming. First play…close…second play…closer. And then…bingo. As soon as I heard a bunch of cheers – I knew the kid hit and Jay came running towards the back…he looked me dead in the eye and said ‘I knew that kid was gonna win’. The kid hit for a pair of Yeezy’s on the 3rd dollar Jay gave him. I don’t know if you could have scripted that any better. I felt like I was an extra in a movie.