.I got hoodwinked.
Wink almost makes it sound cute; hood, tough. But it's not! It's damaging to the ego & will have you stewing in the parking lot for at least 30 minutes, while you blow-up rant-Tweet, and eventually call your mother on the verge of tears so that she can tell you everyone makes mistakes and, no, you're not supposed to learn all of your lessons on negotiating just by watching the poor people who get duped on Pawn Stars.
Phew. Good to know.
You see, I went to Plato's Closet.