Wednesday, August 14, 2013

"When someone follows you all the way to the store and watches you buy toilet paper, you know your life has changed." - Jennifer Aniston



For a few days last week, I corresponded with a man / woman named Dija who was interested in purchasing the microwave that I had posted for sale online. They had also asked me what else I had available, including, specifically, a toilet brush. Yes, this person wanted to buy a used toilet brush from a stranger. I also offered them my dirty shower curtain that I wasn’t going to clean for them, and they also wanted that. Interesting and slightly unnerving. They refused to come pick anything up, however, so we had been dreading the bus ride carrying a microwave, two large fans, a toilet brush, and a huge bag of miscellaneous items.

Then, a nice, young couple came to buy the oven (hallelujah!) and ended up buying several other items too, including the microwave.  We were so ecstatic that we didn't realize that we hadn't heated our dinner yet, so we sat on our dining rug and ate cold rice with smiles on our faces.

I broke the news to Dija who was upset that I had sold everything and asked if I had anything left. As a total joke, I wrote that the other people hadn’t taken the shower curtain or toilet brush and that he / she could have them for free if they came to pick them up. I told him / her to come by that evening, Sunday, and they wrote back saying they would be there at 10pm. Again, Whit and I thought for sure we were going to die. While skyping with Jenn, she made us promise to call her back after the pick-up since she was worried that our bodies would end up wrapped up in the shower curtain. We packed everything up, each put a steak knife in our pocket, and brought everything downstairs for this mystery weirdo. It was the first time I have ever left my house armed.

Then they emailed to let us know they would now be there at 8am the next day to pick everything up.

Dija’s sister was the one who ended up coming to the apartment, and she was so tiny that Whit and / or I could have beat her up easily. She seemed equally as weirded out to be picking up a stranger’s toilet brush. We didn’t end up needing the knives and couldn’t believe we lived through another near death experience.

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