The chair I’m sitting in as I write this and used while writing all my previous blogs was a roadside find. A home just down the street from us had placed it outside in hopes someone might want it. It was a classic design, solid oak, in need of a new cushion and some structural repairs, so I thought it was worth a chance.
It has fulfilled my needs for several years now, although at sometime in the future I think I’ll have to replace the base, which you can find at furniture repair parts sites on the internet. Once that’s replaced, I think I can get several more years of use from it. It will still squeak, creak and wobble a bit, but I think those flaws give it character that make it a perfect place for writing.
What brought my chair to mind was the discovery of another roadside offering earlier this week that was quite unexpected. One the curb off South Locust Street, just south of Missouri Ave., was an almost complete toilet. The tank was broken but the bowl part of the unit seemed to be intact, except without a seat. I guess you could replace the tank and buy a new seat to make it functional.
Although I got a good deal when I picked up my office chair for free, I think I’ll pass on this offering.
But maybe I’ve got it all wrong. Maybe someone actually put it out by the road in hopes that a passer by who has a bowel or bladder emergency will find relief in a completely unexpected place. I do think it might be an (un)attractive nuisance and could generate traffic problems by gawkers in passing vehicles.
Either way, I guess it’s an act of somewhat warped kindness. I’m just hoping this doesn’t start a trend and one ends up on my street. Old office chairs are okay — toilets not so much.
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