Untill you drop a gorgeous RD Lincoln on a hard tile floor and rim bang it. I learned the hard way to use a velvet pad and a small rug under my desk.
I thought I had a good thing going (removing coins from plastic with a dremmel). Then came this 1886 NGC ms64 morgan. The coin has some nice die cracks and clash marks. The mess around her face and neck were added by me when the dremmel got loose. http://i333.photobucket.com/albums/m376/impavg/DSCF3373.jpg http://i333.photobucket.com/albums/m376/impavg/DSCF3375.jpg
Until you swallow a penny, and your mom has to follow you around with a coffee can. Until you trade gold for firearms. Until you miss a car payment for a "good deal". Until you spend your 401k on a keydate. Until you clean coins and sell them back to the guy you bought them from for more money. Until you find out your local dealers "favorite type coin", and then constantly sell him material at a profit. Until you budget other aspects of your life so you have more to spend on coins. Until you realize Jason Hommell wants all your silver even though it ain't worth crap any more.
Until you have to put a tubed roll of RED WHEATS in the freezer because the roll has shrunk over time. Then you hit it with a hammer to unleash the gems invariably scratching a few in the process. Have done it too many times.
You didn't learn after the first couple times?? I can relate though, I always think, I'll be a little more carefull this time. Iv'e went through a lot of band-aids thinking like that.
Until you drop a friends 1802/0 Half Cent on the floor. Thank God for carpet. Note to all: If someone doesn't want to hold your very expensive coin, do NOT put it in thier hand. 4 years later, and I am still mortified! As I watched it slip from my fingers, time froze and I was deciding which car to sell to replace his coin. Whew!