yeah but I didn't get it published in the Post.


--- In [email protected], "James" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
wrote:
>
> Since we're all being grammar nazis, the word is "prerogative". 
> Perogies are little potato thingies that Polish people are made to
> eat, which I guess would be the perogative of Polish parents.  Poop.
>
> --- In [email protected], "Ellen"
> <ellengoodman6@> wrote:
> >
> > yeah, I know, tell me about it.  I think it was a housewarming
gift
> or
> > something.  The previous one was inherited from them and had
> > definitely seen better days.  I certainly didn't ask them to buy
> it, I
> > just said I needed one because they one I got from them was
falling
> > apart.  (like the answer to "what's new?") I also wanted someone
to
> go
> > with me to look for one because I hadn't bought something that
major
> > by myself before.  There are so many variables.  But when they
said
> > they would buy it for me I figured the least I could do was wait
> until
> > they visited to get it, rather than buying it on my own and
telling
> > them how much it cost.  They should at least see what they were
> paying
> > for.  I think my mom wanted me to have something decent for a
> change,
> > or something like that.
> >
> > For the longest time, they didn't help me at all, when I would
have
> > probably appreciated it more, like right when I graduated from
> > college.  I never quite understood their mindset.  They were like
if
> > you are going to take time to figure out what you want to do and
> work
> > in jobs you could have had in high school (like retail) you are on
> > your own, but once you get a career and you get settled if you
need
> > some help setting up your apt. let us know.  Like I had to meet
> their
> > lifestyle standards if they were going to be supportive.  Their
> > perogative, I guess.   
> >
> >
> >
> > --- In [email protected], "Stephanie Smilay"
> > <ssmilay@> wrote:
> > >
> > > On 4/29/06, Ellen <ellengoodman6@> wrote:
> > > >  Warning--long story ahead, hope it's worth it--
> > > >
> > > >  Today I had a sofa delivered.  I live in a 3rd floor walkup
> with a
> > > >  narrow, winding staircase from the 2nd to the 3rd level.  2
big
> > strong
> > > >  delivery guys came, got it to the 2nd floor landing, and
told
> me that
> > > >  my staircase was too narrow and it wasn't going to fit
without
> > > >  damaging the sofa or the wall, so they wouldn't be able to
> finish
> > > >  delivering it. I think they were just covering their butts
> because
> > > >  they didn't want to be liable for the damage.  I could
either
> return
> > > >  it for no charge and get a different one and pay the
> difference with
> > > >  no additional delivery fee, or they would leave it on the
> landing
> > if I
> > > >  agreed to take responsibility for it.  I didn't want to
return
> it and
> > > >  be left with no sofa and face having to buy another one and
be
> > > >  restricted to one that was smaller, etc., and I had put a
lot
> of time
> > > >  and effort into finding this one.  So I told them to leave
it
> and I
> > > >  would figure something out. I had already been waiting 2
hours
> for
> > > >  them to arrive.  They left at 1:00.  I turned my apt upside
> down so
> > > >  the sofa would have a clear path, so I didn't want to be in
> limbo all
> > > >  day.  Delivery charge was $99, they wouldn't reduce it.
> > > >
> > > >  My boyfriend came over at 4:00.  I had already explained the
> > situation
> > > >  to him on the phone.  He looked at the sofa and the
staircase,
> and
> > > >  measured the sofa and the stairs and determined it would be
> possible
> > > >  to get it up the stairs.  Not easy, but possible.  So the 2
of
> us got
> > > >  it up the stairs and into my apt in 30 min.  Mind you, at
least
> > one of
> > > >  the delivery guys said he had 11 years of furniture delivery
> > > >  experience and said it wasn't going to work.  We did no
damage
> to the
> > > >  walls and nothing noticeable to the sofa.  The sofa scraped
the
> > wall a
> > > >  little, but nothing major. The apt on the 2nd floor had
someone
> > moving
> > > >  in and someone moving out at the same time, while dealing
with
> this
> > > >  sofa on their landing for 3 hours.
> > > >
> > > >  My boyfriend and my parents, who bought the sofa for me,
both
> said I
> > > >  should call the furniture company and yell and them and tell
> them
> > that
> > > >  a guy and a girl got the sofa in the apt in 30 min, but 2
big
> strong
> > > >  guys who are professional movers couldn't/wouldn't do it. 
Is
> this
> > > >  situation funny or just incredibly frustrating?
> > >
> > > Funny.  All's well, etc.
> > >
> > > The salient part of the whole thing is that YOUR PARENTS PAID
FOR
> THE
> > > SOFA!  I mean, wow.  Can you tell them that my dining room set
is
> in
> > > need of replacing, and I don't expect the delivery to be a
> problem?
> > >
> > >
> > > Stephanie
> > >
> >
>






SPONSORED LINKS
Identity Flag Guessing


YAHOO! GROUPS LINKS




Reply via email to