You know you're in cary when...
So today, I inherited a new kitchen table (complete with lazy susan, which caused me to puzzle over the definition, to which the wondrous internet is happy to oblige me with an answer, of sorts) - so I needed to do something with the old one. It was in perfectly good shape, although the top had several "blotches" in it where the finish/paint was coming off. It might could be refinished, might not, but a simple tablecloth sufficed to cover that for me.
Well, the brown-eyed girl and I took off to take it to Goodwill in Cary, NC. Mostly because that was the nicest of the drives to the various GCF stores/donation centers, and replete with various homes and houses that we have found ourselves looking at more and more - although in various parts of that drive, the homes are way too large, and way too ostentatious, not too mention, way, way, way outside our price range, but I digress.
The fellow at Cary Goodwill, in the heart of all that is hoity-toity about Cary (nee, "Containment Area for Relocated Yankees") determined that the table was most likely "not sellable" in its condition and informed that he was unable to take it.
A bit surprising. Perhaps understandable for Cary, but nevertheless surprising.
We then proceeded to drive to Clayton, NC. Home of the largest Wal-Mart in Johnston County. Folks there took it, no questions asked, in a manner that was quite friendly.
I'm so happy I got out of Cary before I started 1st Grade.
Well, the brown-eyed girl and I took off to take it to Goodwill in Cary, NC. Mostly because that was the nicest of the drives to the various GCF stores/donation centers, and replete with various homes and houses that we have found ourselves looking at more and more - although in various parts of that drive, the homes are way too large, and way too ostentatious, not too mention, way, way, way outside our price range, but I digress.
The fellow at Cary Goodwill, in the heart of all that is hoity-toity about Cary (nee, "Containment Area for Relocated Yankees") determined that the table was most likely "not sellable" in its condition and informed that he was unable to take it.
A bit surprising. Perhaps understandable for Cary, but nevertheless surprising.
We then proceeded to drive to Clayton, NC. Home of the largest Wal-Mart in Johnston County. Folks there took it, no questions asked, in a manner that was quite friendly.
I'm so happy I got out of Cary before I started 1st Grade.