Today has been one of those days in which nothing really went as planned. One of the unplanned things that happened was that we were driving down Franklin and saw a sign advertising a one-day used office furniture sale. We’re trying (or perhaps tried, as it seems to be a fruitless venture) to find a very specifically sized bookcase for our living room, so we decided to pop in and see if such an item were being sold for peanuts in the parking lot behind Michaels.
But! We found ourselves in a veritable smorgasbord of used desks and office chairs, priced to move like the audience after a three-hour movie toward the restrooms. Including this sexy beast:
What do you imagine such a chair might cost?
Maybe somewhere in the $800 range?
Let’s be reasonable. It is used, after all. Note the scuffed arms where some anonymous executive buffed his jacket sleeves. Maybe $200 would be more appropriate.
But no, friends (if I still have any friends reading this blog at this point). For the privilege of owning this chair, we paid a staggering total of seven dollars.
And now I am going to sit in my (? – not sure which of us will get to use it; I have a nice office chair already, but this one is kind of stiff and I think it would be better for my back, if Ryan likes the other one okay… we’ll see) navy tufted leather office chair and get some work done so that I don’t look like a total schmuck at my meeting tomorrow.