So Wednesday I walked to the gym and saw a dresser sitting on the sidewalk with a Free sign on it. It's not uncommon when people move out, they put furniture they are not taking with them on the sidewalk. Usually, I'm not interested, but that dresser caught my eye.
I continued on to the gym expecting it to be gone when I came back.
It wasn't.
I untaped the drawer and looked inside. It looked like it was well taken care of.
I kept going.
Then I went to church. Walked past it again.
I was walking home and it made me stop AGAIN (yes, I know this is a boring story. Hang in there)
I untaped the top drawer again.
I tried to lift it.
It was heavy. No way can I get this to my place.
Begin walking away.
The garbage recycling man said, "Do you want help with that?"
"Really, you wouldn't mind?"
"No, just give me 10 minutes."
He put it in the passenger's seat of the garbage truck and drove it up the street to my place.
He brought it in to the elevator where I said I could take it from there (and with how much I struggled getting it to my place from there, I never would have gotten it down the block. I just kept saying, 'I carried around the dome, I can do this!')
As he brought it to the elevator I kept thanking him and saying there was no way I could have got it to my place.
He said: Somebody's always willing to help.
After having several days where I was feeling a bit down, I think I needed to hear that, badly!
Thank you garbage recycling man!!!!
Meet my new to me dresser:
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| yes, I've removed the FREE sign. this was taken on Wednesday when I first got it in my bedroom |
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