Monday, May 26, 2008
Trash Pickers Beware!
It's no secret that I like other people's garbage.
However, after a near divorce last weekend over an incident involving a neighbor's corner cabinet on the side of the road ("We DON'T trash pick from neighbors Chris") don't tell my husband this next story.
There I was Saturday morning. The weather was beautiful. My parents had my daughter because we had been out the night before. I got up early. I made some coffee and I was off to go garage sailing!!! I was in the zone. Tomato Cages that I needed for $0.25, a Ralph Lauren sweater for my daughter, $2, 2 hand made punched tin chandelier's for $10 each. I was on a roll. I pulled into the nicest street in my town, thrilled to be out and about, enjoying the view and the prospect of untold treasure.
At my very favorite house- MY VERY FAVORITE one, at the edge of their driveway next to the road were the 2 copper planters that I have been admiring for like 3 years. OH. MY. GOD. I pulled over. I got out. I picked them up. Smith and Hawken ,$60 price tags still on the bottom! SCORE!!! I paused before taking them to the car. These seemed to nice to be trash. (but ever thinking about the wastefulness of others, I wasn't surprised.)
Someone opened the door. I turned to see a fellow kind of confused to see a woman in his front yard holding his planters. I held them up,
"Are you getting rid of these?"
"Um I don't know, hang on."
And so I waited and waited and waited. More and more aware that my unwashed hair pulled up in a plastic clip probably looked a little white trash in that neighborhood. Apparently the owner of the planters was going out and decided to get into her car before driving down the driveway and approaching me. The whole time I'm holding the planters. A very nice coiffed woman stopped a very nice car. My hair suddenly looked even worse.
"Can I help you?"
"Um yes, are you getting rid of these?" (holds up planters)
"Oh, OK, (still holding the planters) because they were at the edge of the yard almost in the street there and I thought you were throwing them out."
"Well I'm not getting rid of them. I'm having them re-soldered"
"Oh, well then you might want to move them away from the road because I almost just stole them from you" (said with a laugh and a smile.)
No smile was returned. Nothing more was said. I quickly unhanded the planters and walked with as much dignity as I could muster back to my car. I didn't look back. I kept thinking how good it was that I actually paused before hopping in the car with her planters. Can you imagine? I'm 36 years old and I'm practically stealing from people in nice neighborhoods.
Seriously people, the weather is nice and I'm out and about. If you have something you want to keep I suggest you don't store it right next to the road.
I'm on the loose! (and maybe next time I won't hesitate before jumping in the car!)