Last night, Nate and I decided to have an adventure, because you know...that's what you do on Tuesday nights, especially when you haven't had time to adventure recently. Because our trip to the market on Saturday in the POURING rain and our trip to Ikea on Sunday weren't adventuresome enough.
Let me first say this: we have a hallway full of seating.
We now own one ikea poang chair with footstool, one blue oversized chair that folds out into a twin-sized bed, one ikea white loveseat, one green oversized chair, and (not pictured) one ikea computer chair, one small wooden chair with an ugly cushion and an 8' brown microfiber couch. Ack! They take up pretty much the entire apartment.
We have all this seating because we decided to sell the couch and blue chair (and small brown chair with ugly cushion) for various reasons, along with the glass-topped coffee table and get different furniture. The blue chair was sitting the corner of our bedroom in a spot now owned by the desk, so it needed to be moved. Well, it isn't very comfortable, and before we moved apartments and inherited the couch, there were always fights about who got to sit in the green chair and who got the blue one. So we decided that we'll sell it off, along with the couch (because the couch is HUGE and kinda smells funny) to make room for some different seating. It has been ridiculously difficult for us to get anything we actually wanted via craigslist, so we weren't expecting to actually get the seating I found on Monday but...we did. And we got exactly the ones we wanted. Hence our hallway of chairs.
In any case, Nate picked me up from work last night and we stopped by Home Depot to grab some screws (forgetting that we also needed an extension cord. Boo.) before heading out to pick up the love seat. We got there, got the loveseat and put it in the car without too much trouble -- we did have to stop to take the legs off, but that was a minute detail. We stopped for dinner at Wendy's, then found the place we were picking the chair up from no problem. Grabbed the chair, headed outside to put it in the car.
Which we tried unsuccessfully to do for an hour. AN HOUR. During which time it was windy, cold and raining on and off. It just wouldn't fit in the Xterra with the lovseat in there, too. After about an hour, the husband of the woman who had sold us the chair came out to see if we needed any help. We needed allen wrenches (the favoritist tool of Ikea,) which he, amazingly enough, had (Nate has these too, so we could put the chair back together when we got home, but we don't usually carry the tools around in the car.) We took the seat off the base and FINALLY the chair fit inside the car. We then spent another fifteen minutes or so trying to figure out why the back door wouldn't stay closed (as a sidenote: we have to ratchet it to the bases of the front seats, because the locking mechanism is broked and electric, so we can't even manually lock it. I've never more appreciated why my mom hates electric locking mechanisms on cars.) Then we managed to fit me and the frame for the footstool portion of the chair in the front seat and we went home.
Ok, so here's where the story gets kind of weird. We had been waiting for a girl who had a rug listed for $5 (on the beloved Craigslist,) to get home from class at 9PM. We dropped the chair and loveseat off and home and headed out to find her apartment. It took a little finagling, but we finally got there around 9:45PM and buzzed her. A very confused voice came on the intercom and said, 'Hello?' Nate said, 'Hi, it's Nate, I'm here about the rug on Craigslist?' There was a very long pause and the girl said, 'I don't have a rug, that was a fake post.' Nate and I looked at eachother questioningly, and took a pause before Nate said, 'Oh, ok.' The girl goes, 'What?' and Nate goes, 'Oh, nothing. I was just saying ok. And sorry.' And she goes, 'Oh, that's ok.' And we left.
WHAT?!
Why would anyone put a fake posting, with pictures, of furniture on Craigslist and just pick a random address to be the butt of their practical joke? Like, seriously? Do people actually do that? We concluded that maybe she wrong someone and they wanted to get back at her. You know, by...selling all her stuff on Craigslist. And telling people to not come until after 9PM. Uhm...yeah. Sure. Ok.
So, our adventure concluded and we drove back home. Luckily, we managed to find a very-rarely-open parking spot right in front of the apartment. Here's to hoping Nate sells off the furniture today, so we no longer look like an orphanage for chairs!
Have any of you ever had any weird Craigslist stories? Or creepy stories? Ooh...I shudder at the thought.
-C
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