Well, it seems that our sofa is not even good enough for the likes of the Salvation Army. Mrs. Geek called several organizations that operate thrift stores last week in an effort to locate one who would cart away our sofa. Some didn't pick up in our area. Some didn't pick up at all. As already mentioned, one didn't pick up a sofa as long as ours. The Salvation Army does pick up in our area however, and made an appointment to get our sofa and coffee table this morning.
That was the plan, at least. When the driver and his helper arrived this morning, they took one look at the sofa and the accompanying coffee table we hoped to donate and said "Sorry. We'll pass. There are stains." What?!?!? Look, neither of these items would pass for new, but the problems are only wear and tear. There are a few rings from wet glasses on the surface of the table. Yes, the cushions on the sofa are a little flat, but there are no holes, tears, or punctures. There are no large food, drink, or pets stains or cigarette burns. In short, minus a little flat pillow stuffing and maybe a scratch or two, they are in more or less the same shape as when we got them used. When did the Salvation Army get so picky?
Mrs. Geek has a pretty good theory about that. The driver got picky as soon as he realized that he and his helper would have to move our 84 inch sofa down three flights of stairs (we have an elevator, but the sofa won't fit in it). We've had this problem before -- most notably with appliance delivery people.
The problem was easily solved in the end. After getting over the momentary indignation of having our sofa rejected by the thrift store industry, I called the local municipal garbage company. They were willing to haul it away tomorrow. Mrs. Geek and I managed to get the sofa down the stairs without too many problems; it's easy to move a sofa if you have gravity on your side and don't care too much what it looks like when the move is over.
on 2007-07-09 at 1:00 p.m.
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