Jefferson Bottling Works

I have never seen such a rude, ignorant person in my 50 years of antiquing at an antique shop.
I don’t know what the mans problem is but he has a lot of them.
Wouldn’t let me in the door but just yelling and pointing to a sign and waving a cell phone at me telling «can’t you read don’t you have one of these (pointing to his phone)»
I thought he was joking at first… but nope he wasn’t
My advise… DO NOT EVER TRY AND ENTER HIS JUNK SHOP
Jefferson used to be a nice place to visit… done with that now.
Ate at the BBQ place next door and mentioned the guy and they all started laughing
Saying he was A NUT.
Chamber of Commerce must love this asset to their city.
FB forces me to leave at least 1 star… he should get a negative 10

This guy who owns this store is a complete jerk, after spending an afternoon of shopping we wandered in this junk store. my gf picked up a dream catcher that fell on the floor and he said thanks to her, but his next words were not of the other «butt hole» customers were too sorry to do that… Loud enuff that more that one customer said I have to get out of here.
Then some guy came in with stuff for him to buy and he told every one to get out as he had real business to do…
He was bitching about some touching a pig hat… if it’s that valuable put it up where people cat get to it…
We shopped for 2 days and met some great shop owners but this place needs to be marked off everyone list… he is a complete AZZ… and a black eye on a great town… the city needs to get a handle on this moron… he blocks the sidewalk with his junk… let me tell you if he was giving away stuff he can keep it… sorry can not give him a zero

***WARNING: FOUL LANGUAGE.***
Did I tell you about the time I visited Jefferson Texas and the adventure with the antique shop owner who blew an O-​ring and was threatened with arrest by a Marion Sheriff’s deputy… No?
Well boy howdy!!! Sit back, relax and let me tell you…
It was a warm Saturday afternoon in Jefferson Texas. We had just finished lunch, had our ice teas in to go cups and were going from shop to shop checking out their wares. The last shop for the day was the Jefferson Bottle Works Antique shop on Polk street.
As I was walking up to the entrance a group of women came out of the store complaining about, «What an arrogant prick…» Some person was.
I giggled and walked in. Not a soul was in there and it was dead silent. There was crap stacked EVERYWHERE. The door closed behind me and the shop keeper popped his out from behind one of the mountains of stuff.
«How are you?» He said, with the same enthusiasm that you would have towards a stomach pump
.
«Doing good man. How are you?» I said.
–Silent stare.
«You doing ok today?» I prodded with the hope that he would get the hint that he was being kind of strange.
«…yessssssssss…Uhm… yeah… You can’t bring your drink in here.» He warned as he pointed a shaking finger at my iced tea as if he were terrified of it.
«It’s cool man. I’m an adult. If I spill it on anything I will purchase it.» Trying to quell any uneasy feeling he may have toward my contained iced tea.
Now this is where his crazy made its debut like a high school drama queen does on their first performance on stage.
«Give me a thousand dollars!»
He demanded.
«Pardon?»
“Give me a thousand dollars right now!!!“
At this point I was trying to figure out if he was joking or actually serious.
«GIVE ME A THOUSAND DOLLARS OR GET OUT!!!»
I stood there, looking at him in disbelief and the only thing that came to my mind to say to this guy at that moment was, «Fuck you bro…» And turned to make an exit.
Boy… that verbal middle finger was like opening a fire hydrant with this nut job.
He came unhinged like a barn door in a wind storm.
«Fuck me!!! NO!!! FUUUUUUUUUUUK YYYYYYOOOOOUUUUUU!!! COME OVER HERE MOTHER FUCKER!!! COME ON!!! I’LL KICK YOUR ASS!!! COME ON MOTHER FUCKER!!!»
His eyes were about to pop out of his head behind his coke bottle glasses as he continued to scream at me… Something about tattoos and poop beards…
I told him about how I was going to slap him on his face with a certain appendage and leave a mushroom print on his forehead… But I digress.
He started walking towards me as I was turning around to leave and followed me out on to the side walk where he continued his incoherent Special Olympics Verbal Judo competition.
We attracted a good crowd on the side walk. He would tell me to pay my taxes and I would tell him to get some «frigging» help.
He would respond with demanding that I look «it» up on the Internet and told him to suck it…
He would finish his tirade and stomp back into the shop only to reappear seconds later with more random and incoherent insults about bitches and ho’s.
Then it become more interesting. A Marion county sheriffs deputy pulled up and rolled down her window. She looked at me and asked if there was a problem… I just looked at this nut bag and looked back at her and told her that I think there was.
She called him over to her truck by name and asked him what his problem was. He went off and informed her that I told him to suck my… Certain appendage.
She looked him dead in the eye and asked him if he took me up on my offer to suck it.
I about lost my shit right there in the middle of Main Street when I heard this!
Now I will give this guy credit for having a pair, because with out missing a beat he informed her that if he did, in fact, take me up on my offer he would be working for the Marion County Sheriffs Office…
We laughed.
She then asked him if he had been drinking. He yelled at her that he had not been drinking, but pointed out to her that I had been drinking… Remember the iced tea? Yeah.
She informed him that she would arrest him for public intox if he had been drinking and instructed him to go back in his shop.
He finished speaking in tongues and stomped back off to his shop.
The deputy told us that he has been an issue for a long time and that he was known for going bat shit crazy on people in his shop.
I thanked her and we went on our way.
As we got in our car, which was just half a block down the street, he intently watched us from the side walk. As we passed his shop he stepped out in the street to film our car… we did a Beauty Pageant wave and smiled.
If you ever have a chance, go visit this guy. It will be well worth it as far as entertainment goes!!!

i cant believe this guy can stay in business! he was verry rude to me. i was in jefferson for a meeting and on a lark decided to do some browsing. upon entering he began questioning me why i came in, what i was doing in jefferson, and what i was looking for. when i told him i was just browsing he continued trying to corner me specifically in what i wanted. he then blocked me from passing to the other side of the store… i asked him if this store was not open to tge general public? …because thats how he was acting to me. he told me that he recommended i do my shopping at Wal Mart or Ebay… for a moment he acted like was going to approach me in a threatening manner… to avoid a situation where i would have to knock him out, i decided to walk out. im a clean cut, 51 year old professional… and ive NEVER been treated so disrespectfully by a business owner. i hope this guy shuts down, becsuse he doesnt deserve to be given anyones business.

Drove down to Jefferson to do some shopping and walked into Jefferson Bottling and Wow… had to move stuff to get door open and so cluttered we made it about 3 feet into store and owner asked what do you want? We told him and he said leave he was going to lunch? and we had to leave right now. So I suggest don’t waste your time here and if you do go be ready. This guy is not all there. I really don’t see how the city allows a fire hazard and liability stay open and not be cleaned up and made safe. Its like walking into a hoarders dream home.

Well apparently this guy hasn’t learned anything in the last 6 months as far as reviews go. This nutcase is totally unhinged. Ihad this idiot show his a$$ today not only to me and my family but several other shoppers. The other businesses know this fool and are equally disgusted with his behavior. Several of the other owners told me they are working with the town council to do something about him, it can’t happen too soon. Don’t support or even try to do business with him it’s a total waste of time.

If I could give this clown’s shop a 0, I would.
First, good luck getting through the door. The entrance is so cluttered you can hardly get down the sidewalk in front of the businesses. If you do somehow manage to clamber through the crap to get through the front door, praise whatever spiritual being you have chosen to guide you through here to ask a question about an item. Prepare to be verbally abused for daring to ask the price of something or better yet, completely ignored! Awesome business practice.
The shop owner is just mean, plus a few other 4-​letter adjectives. I personally witnessed another customer ask the price off something behind the counter, twice, getting a response the second time, not even acknowledging what item he was even asked about. Shop owner proved to give the customer a spiel about take it or leave, I don’t care. He then proceeds to get verbally abusive with the customer, follows her out to the sidewalk harrassing her and the rest of her group as they walk off.
I’d barely made it into the shop at this point, witnessing all of this from the doorway. I decided I didn’t care to look at his «wares» after witnessing this wonderful exchange. I go back out and wait on the bench for the rest of my group who are in a different store. In the meantime, the group I witnessed earlier had passed back by. Mr. Jerk happened to be out there popping off to the two guys in the other group. Much cursing from the never-​will-​be-​customers and shop owner ensued. Shop owner them starts mouthing off to me! I haven’t even said anything to this guy!
Needless to say, it was a bad blotch on an otherwise fine afternoon.
Look up the article online from the Marshall Messenger from 08-​09-​2014. He claims its a small group of people in town that don’t like him. Let me assure you, Mr. Wulff, treating potential customers with such disdain will not win you any admirers, either.
Anyone visiting Jefferson would be well served to visit a different shop.