If you've ever gotten a speeding ticket while making sure you get to Target 10 minutes before they open, you might be a toy collector. (A friend, not me.)
If you know all the town scalpers' hiding places for the figures they plan on coming back for later, you might be a toy collector.
If you've timed the different routes from the front door to the Star Wars section to figure out which is fastest, you might be a toy collector.
If you've paid store employees to call/text/page you when they get in a new shipment, you might be a toy collector. (Another friend.)
If your spouse has ever told you, "Either me or the toys," and you hesitated before giving a response, you might be a toy collector. (Same friend.)
If you've ever gotten a divorce because you picked the toys, you might be a toy collector. (Again, same friend.)
If your desk at work is covered in 4" tall plastic effigies of actors instead of pictures of your family, you might be a toy collector.