"Hello!" I holler...."Is this looking for a good home?" The person (who reminded me of a hobbit) turns around, walks slowly towards me and says "That's my roommate's..I don't know why he put it out here. I better check with him first." I'm thinking: "Why do you think he put it out here? He obviously wants to get rid of it." I was too stunned to try to reason with her.
I asked her to call me if it's a throwaway and then I took the liberty of moving it closer to the house in order to A) keep it out of the rain and B) protect it from the grimy hands of someone like me.
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If it's on the curb, it's for the pickin'! I have never placed any of my treasured items outside to languish in the rain :)
Funny story ma'am, I relate.
Giggle, giggle. You had to ask because otherwise we feel like idiots picking stuff up off the street! At least I do when there are witnesses. It's junque karma.
Just go get it! Screw them!
Start the car!
Next time...grab first, ask second. It's a whole easier to beg forgiveness than to ask for permission...especially from a nosy roommate!
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You're laying up good karma, which is better than shelves any day.
But I would have thrown the sucker in my car and driven off.
Man I just hijacked a modern oriental styled shelf from a pile of stuff meant for a thrift store this week! I was driving to work, spotted it and in 60 sec. flat had it loaded in to the station wagon! I feel a little guilty cuz' it was to go to the thrift store, but hey I got there first!
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