Showing posts with label craigslist goodies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label craigslist goodies. Show all posts

Sunday, October 4, 2009

WANTED:

One wooden or antique brass daybed with trundle. Must look never used. If you still have the receipt from when you bought it that would be very much appreciated. Or if you could wrap it in plastic and deliver it to my apartment wearing blue jumpsuits and driving a Pottery Barn truck that would really help with my, "I don't buy used stuff anymore," argument.

Please call 867-5309 and ask for Stacie. If a man answers the phone, you have the wrong number (wink wink).

Thank you.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Free box of cooking magazines


No, anonymous Craigslist poster. This is a cat.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

On the road to recovery

I'm still a little sore from yesterday's Craigslist incident. Dibs is dibs, folks. It is an understanding even my 7 and 8 year old sisters understood when "calling" the front seat for trips to the grocery store (that is, before you had to be in a car seat until you were 15).

So to help all of you ignorant to the Rules of Dibs, let me give you a brief summary (the full text can be found in Section 16.8 of the Law of Dibs):

  • "Dibs" is not necessary to claim possession of disputed item, title, etc. Acceptable claims are Mine, Me, Shotgun, Here. Also, the more obvious, "I will take it" is adequate.
  • Acknowledgement of possession, or lack of, does not affect claim in any way.
  • Once dibs is called it cannot be un-dibbed unless the dibber gives his or her consent.
  • Dibs does not expire until, for example, the filing cabinets are retrieved.

I will need a few more days to recover. But I am hopeful once I return to Craigslist to continue furnishing my make-believe house I will find a few more educated sellers.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Don't EVEN get me started

Sorry to the three readers of this blog, but I am in NO mood to provide you with witty commentary on my boring interactions with wedding vendors or Corey's illnesses. There is anger flowing through my veins. One false move and I just might tell you how I really feel about that outfit.

I admit I am slightly obsessed with Craigslist. What frugal non-germiphobe isn't? I have found everything I would ever need to fully furnish a three bedroom, one and a half bath colonial with attached garage, rose garden, and in-ground pool. I have also found my dream job (dog walker) and a place where I can rant about how awful the bridal shop in Philadelphia was.

As I recently browsed the furniture section, I came across two two-drawer file cabinets I desperately needed to organize future projects in my studio. I learned the hard way that you can't take your time on a steal like this ($10 for two) so I called dibs and went on with my work.

Hours later I find out that "dibs" doesn't mean squat in Craigslist world. So, my file cabinets are gone and someone else is at this very moment organizing their own future projects.

To whoever snatched those suckers out from under me, I hope you drastically underestimate the scope of those projects and the stress makes you grumpy toward your family and they end up going to get ice cream sundaes without you.

So there.

Saturday, August 1, 2009

48 days...

Today is a much better day. It's Saturday. I'm not at work.

Yesterday got better...after I ate this whole cookie...

...and did my ugly search on Craigslist. There is a lot of ugly out there.

For example:




Same couch....but I (head turn)....can't quite (head twist)....figure out (standing upside down)....which part I'm lookin' at here.


This message brightened my day:

RE: Couch in bad shape
this couch is not in new shape. but with a cover maybe it would look nice. or good for a camp. Hey its free what more do ya want. the couch did get a little wet but will dry

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I'd like to see what they replaced these with. Maybe something "modern," like this?