My wife is a homegoods store manager. They have had to break up fist fights, and call cops on, with the resale retards. I'm talking little old ladies scratching and pulling hair and men pushing women around.
They have caught customers inside the truck going thru boxes looking for that crap. They have live loads not pallets so they dig in like rats. You gotta lock the truck back down if the whole back room crew goes to lunch at one time.
Some People pay to find out when trucks come then camp out watching the stuff goto the floor. It's like tickle me Elmo 2 or 3 times a week all year long.
They easily triple their money on Ray Dunn crap they get there. For some they can almost make a living on it.
