There is a 24/7 garage sale in my apartment building’s garage, and everything is always marked at the same low price--FREE. That’s right. I’ve lived at this new place for a few months now, and it’s become clear that an accepted practice by tenants is to leave all unwanted junk on display for any takers. No unnecessary trips to Goodwill or
- A ratty, old, lopsided recliner (still waiting for a home if you’re interested).
- A dirty, beat up, high chair that I’m assuming came from a large family with lots of babies. Otherwise, what happened?
- A floor lamp with a crooked and torn shade.
- Garbage bags that I’m too frightened--and, frankly, not that interested--to open. I hope they’re filled with clothes.
- Half-used box of pet flea treatment (where was this when I needed it a few weeks ago?).
- Plastic popsicle molds.
- Tupperware with no lids.
- Huge collection of 80’s exercise tapes.
- Faded Trivial Pursuit with a round hairbrush neatly placed at an angle across the top.
- A skateboard scooter that allowed me to briefly relive childhood when I took it for a spin or two around the garage.
- Extremely ugly wall art and other miscellaneous crap I can’t identify.
- And, most disturbingly, huge kitchen knives, usually tossed into one of the Tupperware bowls.
For the most part, I find the junk giveaway amusing and harmless, but I’m unhappy when something that could so obviously be used as a weapon is left out in the open for anyone to grab. Plus, as I’m sure you can tell by the merchandise list, there are plenty of kids in our complex, and I would hate to see any of them get hurt at the garage sale. So, I’ve started furtively chucking the knives into the garbage when no one is around. Even though I think I’m doing the right thing, I sort of feel guilty at the same time, like a character in Clue. Madame Megan, in the garage, with a serrated kitchen knife you’ll find in the dumpster.
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