6 July 2007

Take me

I mean, take my freakin wardrobe. Do you know how hard it is to get rid of stuff in this town? I've had this giant wardrobe on freecycle - 52 people have looked at the photo - no-one wants to come and get it. This is for nuthin! Salvo truck can't come till Thursday, so if I put it out on leaving day it will get fucked up in the rain. Too busy with other deliveries to drop it off to big salvo centre on Saturday, Council will only take 1 cubic metre, and the bloody bower are notoriously picky. Although they are my next call. Take about disposability and affluenza. Sheesh! It's just that much more convenient to buy one at Ikea, I guess. Bsharp, signing off in deep moving frustration.


meririsa said...

Oooh, oooh! Maybe I should pop around and help out then? Can take what suits me and dump anything else at clothing charity bin nearby. Would it have to be this weekend?

J said...

I think she means the actual wooden wardrobe rather than exciting stretch knit tops and funky woollen skirts.. I got alll excited there for a minute too! :)

meririsa said...

Bye Bye Aunty B!!

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