Posted 27 May 2010 - 02:49 PM
I'm a rich person trapped in broke person's body. Thank goodness for the line of credit I have running at the cafe located where I work (and I don't work at a cafe). Beggars can't necessarily be choosers so I got the special today which was a sloppy joe. Not the greatest thing I've eaten but oh freaking well.
Unrelatedly (not a word according to the red underline my computer is prompting), I'm moving this weekend from Chandler (around the 202 San Tan and Az Ave) to Tempe (approx IKEA area) and am getting rid of the couch that has followed us from various places in Flagstaff to here. So, craigslist to the rescue. Posted it on the Free section and boom!, three responses.
The first person I call back is a chick, probably a stoner chick. I tell her the deal and she's like "ah yeah, that's what's up." Then she tells me her situation and is like "Yeah, that's what's up." Three or four times throughout the convo, "Yeah, that's what's up". I feel good about giving this couch away now because it's a piece of crap but this chick most likely won't get all the way over to my house only to turn it down.
I'd be like, "C'mon,....is that what's up?".
Sheeit.