Last night when I got home from work, I opened the door to my apartment and my roommate jumped and sat up straight on the couch. I’d caught her redhanded.
I cautiously said hello, to which she just replied by widening her eyes, and stealing a furtive glance at the tv.
I followed her gaze.
Frozen on the screen was a shot from a tv show I recognized instantly: Storage Wars.
“You’re watching ‘Storage Wars’ without me???”
“It’s on Netflix,” she sheepishly replied.
We. Love. Storage Wars.
The premise of the show is (basically) this: when a storage unit defaults (mostly due to non payment), the storage facility then auctions off the rights to the unit. This allows them to clear the unit, as well as hopefully recover some of their lost payments. The bidders are (sometimes self-proclaimed) resale experts: Barry the collector, Darrell the gambler, Dave the pro, and Jarrod & Brandi the newbies. They’ll bid on a unit virtually unseen (they can stand in the doorway and peruse for five minutes, but they can’t enter and no boxes can be opened or stuff moved around), and then the rest of the episode follows the four teams as they go through their unit, searching for hidden treasures.
It sounds simple, but it’s very addicting. And since the show films all over southern California, they’re visiting cities and towns that I know. And I can’t shake the feeling that I know or have met Darrell. He’s from San Diego (my gorgeous hometown), and he has that East County style.
Anyway, if you’re not watching yet, watch at least one episode and see if you don’t get hooked.
Like Dani says, it’s on Netflix.