Yesterday I shopped for antique glass and ceramic doorknobs for my mom. There are a few antique and consignment shops within walking distance from my apartment (but i decided to drive). I began my search at the larger store and worked my way down to the others. The large store had a plethora of home accents. I didn't know where to begin; it seemed to have everything. However, when I asked the salesperson to point me to the doorknob section I was surprised to find out that they didn't have any.
Not only did I find doorknobs in this dark, gloomy looking building, but I also found vintage accessories like purses, and cute little hats! I also discovered something else: the man who was sitting outside happened to be the owner! I introduced myself and told him that I liked his store. He was kind but reminded me that I passed over his store to go to all the others first. I wasted my time searching all over when great treasures were right in front of my face. I guess the old adage "all that glitter isn't gold" stands true in this case.