To whomever snagged my green tiger-colored futon on Main Street Aug. 2. … I just want to say, Thank you very much! And you are welcome!
I decided to go to the transfer station yesterday and convinced my roommate that this would be a good time to rid the house of his old stinky futon. So he loaded it on my car and offered to tie it down. I said, “No, I think the weight will hold it on my car.”
Famous last words, cause as I was cruising down Main Street, feeling guilty about not finding a better home for the futon, the object in question slowly slipped off the back of my Highlander! I didn’t notice right away till I heard the sound of horns and noticed cars in my rearview careening around, trying to avoid my futon!
I went around the block to go back to the scene, got stuck in traffic for a few moments and when I reached the scene, much to my surprise and glee, someone had absconded with my funky, smelly old futon! So I merrily went on my way, thinking this was my lucky day! When I got to the dump the attendant there informed me that it would have cost me 20 bucks to leave it! Lucky again!
So I guess its very cool and kinda karmic in a way. I’m glad the futon found a new and, hopefully, good home, and I hope you guys are happy with it! I love Greenfield!
Franktinus Stuitje
Greenfield