Operation: Tripoli
Girls' Weekenders (and Missy) will appreciate this.
On Friday, when my friends were over, I went to pull out The Best Game Ever (aka Tripoli)--and realized I had left it behind at my old place. In the month since I've moved, there have been a few times when I've remembered that I'd forgotten something, but I didn't care enough to make a trip back there and sneak back in for whatever it was. But this...this was different. This was TRIPOLI. So tonight, I staged a daring, middle-of-the-night (okay, it was 9 pm) rescue of my beloved game. I figured it was well worth another journey to the land of no power, lights or air. (While I was there, I found my curling iron, too, which I was ALSO looking for the other night. And I grabbed a pack of light bulbs, as well, just because they were there and so was I.)
From the looks of things, Brad still hasn't been back...I have no idea if he's planning on returning before the foreclosure officially takes place (whenever that may be), but he still has a couple of TVs there, plus a pretty sweet metal-and-class TV stand thing in his room. I'm not taking them yet because they're his and I don't want to burgle the guy (LOL. I said "burgle") but at the same time, if he's planning on just cutting his losses at this point, it'd be silly NOT to take them. So I'll probably go back once a month or so and see if he returns.
But for now, you can all breathe a sigh of relief. Tripoli is safe.
2 comments:
Hahahahaha! I'm so glad you rescued poor Tripoli. He was probably scared there, in the land of no power, lights or air :-)
I'm curious to see if he comes back for any of his shit... if you go back next month to find it still there, will you take it? Or will you contact him and ask if he plans on getting it, and if not, you will?
Whew! That was a close one!
If he doesn't want the TVs, you could at least take them and pawn them. You should email him and ask if he wants you to take care of them.
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