Coffee Table Declarations
Monday, April 11, 2005
 
Can I just reiterate again how much I love craigslist? Seriously, everyone go on over and check it out - you have to click on your respective city, but then you're good to go. Need an apartment? No problem. Trying to find roommates? No problem. Seeking to buy something? Or sell something? Craigslist will hook you up. Looking for love perhaps? They've got that too. (Disclaimer: I have never tried to find love on craigslist. I'm sure it's just as great as everything else they have.) You can even look for a job! (Disclaimer #2: I have never tried to find a job on craigslist. I am not looking for one at this time.)

Anyway, my roommate has this pink couch. It's a perfectly respectable couch, but neither of us want it anymore for our new residences. My roommate asked if I would have my movers carry it out to the curb for the trash when they come to move my furniture. I had other plans.

I posted a picture of the couch on craigslist and I asked $50 for it. I got more than 20 emails from people wanting to buy the couch. My roommate was impressed considering she didn't realize what a hidden jewel it really was. Fifty bucks? I thought I was aiming high - I should've aimed higher.

So this one woman was interested in getting it and I said "possibly tonight or Thursday night" - that was last week for those following along at home. The next day I had an email from her claiming she waited around all night for me to call and she had even rented a truck. Oooookkkkaaaaaayyyy... I think I said "maybe" but whatever. I wrote back saying we must've gotten our signals crossed and would Thursday night work? At this point it was Wednesday. She wrote back Thursday morning saying she waited around again for my call and that she finally had to return the truck because she couldn't afford it.

Suspecting I was dealing with someone slightly... unstable, I asked my roommate to be home with me when the woman came on Thursday - this time I sent her the pertinant info and set a definate time. But she never showed up and never called me! The funny part is that if she thought somehow that I cared, she's sadly mistaken. Hello? Twenty people were interested - why do I care if she decides to play silly games?

Then I got a message from her Saturday morning asking if she could pick up the couch over the weekend. Um, I don't think so! Yes, I do love craigslist, but you have to watch out for the crazies.
 
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