Say you have a couch, one that’s been part of your family since before you were born. Sure, it’s a little outdated, but that’s just part of its kitschy charm. (Or something.) And it was free. And really pretty comfortable, albeit a little cozy with three people squeezed on. You’ve dragged it across the country, and gotten used to it as the centerpiece of not one but three apartments.
But, alas, most guests eventually overstay their welcome, and eventually it’s time for a new, bigger, uh, less floral couch. Stifling your sentimental streak, you post the beloved loveseat on Craigslist and wait, with bated breath. Some express doubt that the couch will ever sell, due to its “hideousness,” but you pay these haters no heed.
And then you get this email:
Holy crap, that’s fugly! Seriously, though, what are the dimensions? Also, what do the legs look like under that terrifying skirt-thing? I think the bones and scale are just about perfect for what I need, and I’m planning on reupholstering anyway…
…but again, holy CRAP!
Heart-breaking, but hysterical. And she ended up buying the couch! Which you can see after the jump.
I’m going to miss that couch!
Me too.
price? or did you give it away?
End of an era.