Wyoming Sellers Market — Attraction in Casper

This is another friendly-but-firm warning about the exceptional family-unfriendliness of this store.

My kids had just received their allowance and wanted to bike to an antique shop. Yes, bike to an antique shop. A wholesome, rare little thing. We arrived and immediately noticed a few odd signals: no bike rack, and an entry gate that looks more like a prison yard than a place of curiosity (check Google Images if you think I’m exaggerating).

I walked in with a small backpack carrying bike tools, and was told to leave it at the counter. Reasonable enough. But then came the cheery reassurance: “Don’t worry, we have cameras everywhere!” I wasn’t worried. But apparently, they are — very worried. About Their Stuff.

That became clearer when my middle-school-aged son asked to browse another section while I was looking at LPs and CDs (sorry Hippies Haven for the loss of sale!) Within minutes, he returned, slightly confused: he’d been told he couldn’t wander without his dad. Again, said politely. But then a staff member tracked me down to verify the whereabouts of my daughter -- "Where's the Girl? Oh, OK, there she is"(!) and remind me of “The Policy.”

Look, we visit antique stores all the time. Local shops in Colorado. Massive ones like Brass Armadillo. Tiny ones in small towns across the country. This was the first time my son, as a customer, has been effectively told he’s not welcome unless glued to my hip.

Ironically, he's usually the one chatting with the owner about Buffalo nickels, Hot Wheels, rocks/gems, and other old things. But here? Policy People.

It’s not just about kids — it’s about trust. Older generations are always complaining about "kids these days" but what kind of world are we building if every interaction is preemptively policed while also being surveilled? My kids bike to school and local stores. They carry their own money. They’re learning independence. And I am there, additionally accountable for anything that might happen. But apparently, that's too risky for this store.

We (with or without kids) won’t be back unless The Policy evolves. Well, not just The Policy, but actively monitoring, following, and tracking down customers. In contrast, Toy Town and the Rialto Soda Fountain welcomed them with joy and zero suspicion.

I’m from Northern Colorado but visit this area often. I love much about the 307. But this vibe of distrust, over-enforcement, fear disguised as “policy" is about as un-307 as it gets. Thank you for your attention to...

UPDATE: On the plus side the shop seems full, or near full with venders. On the down side the smell of holiday candles and the like, is horrendous. If you're sensitive to smells be fore warned IT'S BAD.

Lots of variety. The Wyoming Sellers Market is in a clean well lit space. It's organized and easy to navigate. It's also helpful that the place does not have any over powering odors from scented or perfumed merchandise. The entrance is funky, you have to park on the street go through the the gated parking area and into the building. Not a big deal but it seems a bit much for old and handicapped folks. The guy working the counter was super cool and very pleasant to deal with. All in all a...

The proprietors of this place treated my grandchildren, my daughter and myself HORRIFICALLY!’ We came in with a well behaved 8 year old and 2 year old twins (we held their hands the entire time.). They followed us around the store like we were going to destroy things and then as my 8 year old granddaughter was looking in a case 12 ft away from me, he rudely raised his voice to get my granddaughter under control (she touched nothing!!) I have spent a lot of money here at Wyoming Sellers Market and I don’t plan on shopping here again!! This is sad since you vendors have GREAT products but I will never set foot in this place...