I’m kind of a moocher. If I notice that someone is getting rid of something I run over to check it out like a greedy vulture approaches dead meat. Sometimes, it’s worth the trouble – like in the case of my new library chair.
I assumed it would be smelly or broken, since someone was trying to get rid of it, but it’s in very good condition. When I was inspecting it, someone came by and told me that it would look good next to a fireplace in a library. I told him I had the same idea. (Then I pulled out my knife and told him to get back and find his own chair; after a brief standoff he moved away. The world of furniture scavenging is very cut throat.)
The new chair fits in with my old misfit chair. When I was growing up my family had a wonderful red chair, and I always wanted to take it with me when I moved away. Little did I know that they really didn’t care; taking it was not exactly like pulling teeth.
Anyway, the new chair is great. What have you ever gotten for free?
The more appropriate question regarding furniture in my house would be, “What have you NOT gotten for free?” People have been so generous, from family, to friends, to people who leave random,comfy brown chairs in the DBU dorm.
Ahhh, the life of a DBU RA was always nice at the end of the year, when we got our pick of all abandoned property! I got a chair, clothes, towels, kitchen utensils, the list goes on.
Wait, but you still have the cool red one too, right?
Of course, I have the cool red chair!