Thursday, June 25, 2009
will I go to hell because I....
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The story goes like this. As you know, I am tearing apart house and studio, getting rid of, cleaning, whatever. Its a busy road, and this is a university town and people put stuff out FREE all the time. That is where those 3 fugly chairs came from, and now somebody else can have them.... (like a chair lending library, the streets around here..)
The missus grabbed the fan off a dumpster the other day. It looked NEW. It looked good. I plugged it in this am and the FIRE ALARM went off. Plugged it in again? Fire alarm again.
So I grabbed this junk and put it on the curb. I was sitting here thinking
"should I put a warning sign on the fan???? "Might be dangerous, may cause.....whatever"?"
It is 96 out there, unusally hot and sunny for us and a pickup snatched it before I could finish wondering...
is this one of those sins that will send me to a fire-ie eternity?
Then some lady stops and doesn't take both the matching chairs. She took one of them.
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Hey Gary!
I wonder why you would only take one chair?
Small apartment- you just never know!
Thanks for stopping in at the bog-
I loved this quote you left!
"I hate people who quibble about the process and ignore the end product"
I wouldn't worry about the fan BUT - Letting the pup watch doggie porn? That might do it............
They must have a fire alarm too... and hey if they don't , that's not your fault.....
Meh. I think most folks assume electric refuse will not work. The folks who take that sort of stuff take it for parts, or to get cash by recycling at the metal yard.
You could have tied the twin chairs together so that people would have known they were a set of two... ;)
Why not the pair? *shrugs* At least she wasn't greedy, I suppose...
I was rocking a baby to sleep about a decade ago and the ceiling fan suddenly starts sparking and smoking. Scared the cr@p outta me! Turned off the fan, had my dh check it out, and then we all slept fine without a fan. I called property managment the next morning (the house was a rental) and they wanted to know why we didn't call the fire department right away! (Um, because it wasn't a fire?) Anyhow, they were good folks and we had a working fan that night.
Eh, I wouldn't put a sign on it. You're not going to hell! You make too many people happy!
I do find it SUPER random that lady only took one chair. WTF?
If anyone is going to hell it's the lady that only took one chair.
Satan's saving her a seat. A seat that doesn't match any of the other seats.
Maybe she had three at home already and didn't want five? It's worth a shot.
As for the fan, I figure if it doesn't say "it works"*, it doesn't.
*Which B's old microwave did when he put it out.
Nah.. it's all cool. Anything that is left by the side of the road is fair game and doesn't come with any guarantees. If they wanted a fan with no adventure, they'd go to Wally World and buy one in a box.
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The second chair was snatched soon thereafter, and nobody has sued me for the faulty fan yet...
Thanks for reducing, reusing and recycling.
This post made me think about a house down the street here that was totally demolished in about 3 hours... Everything. Windows. LIght fixtures. Tile. Stove. Landscaping. All of it crunched up by one of those big crunchy monster craney pieces of equipment and put in the back of a big hauler truck. The contractor said he used to call people to come and reclaim/recycle, but they often wouldn't show up or wouldn't take all of it. So, now it all goes to the dump. Maybe people rescue some of it (that's not smashed to smitherings) there. Seems like such a waste.
Wish I could explain how I seem to have collected enough chairs, some matching, some not, to almost be able to seat a sizable orchestra, but that's it, and don't think I don't get smart remarks and strange looks when movers come each time I move! And I do mean chairs, not sofas or settees or such. Just chairs. onr ot two valuable, but most just places to set a spell and rest or pull up to the table and eat. And the worst of it is, I have to keep telling myself "NO, you do NOT need another chair of any kind! Forget it, change the subject, NOW"!
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