February 23, 2009


Most people have to go to a STORE to buy furniture. This weekend, the lucky residents of my neighborhood only had to saunter to the ends of their driveways to purchase the love seat/sectional/bunk bed of their dreams.

Yesterday, a semi truck parked in the middle of our cul-de-sac for 20 minutes. The driver--a bearded man with no teeth--sold overstock furniture to passersby, ice cream truck style.

My husband told me that if I went outside to talk to the man, I might not be let back in.

Empty threats aren't what stopped me. Remembering that it was Sunday did.

Dang 4th commandment.

23 comments

Lolli said...

That is classic. I have never seen anything like it. My husband and I had a good laugh imagining it.

jenn said...

That is crazy!!

Robin said...

That's as crazy as the "meat" truck that goes through our neighborhood!

"Would you like to buy some T-bones, Ma'am?"

Sants said...

I think it is a felony to purchase stolen goods. I am pretty sure I learned that on Law and Order once.

Cami said...

Hmmmm. That's a new one! I've had my fair share of door to door salesmen, but nothing like that! Lol!

Gina said...

Wow...pretty ballsy. Gotta give him that at least.

Tanna's Triplets said...

HAHA!!! I love it.
Hmmmm do you think he took credit cards???

Sarah said...

Seriously? I've seen ice cream trucks and meat trucks, but I never imagined furniture trucks.

Renny said...

I would totally have gone if it were not a Sunday as well. I am shameless.

Vanessa said...

Wow, just wow. What will *they* think of next?

Carrie said...

When we built our house 6 years ago, a truck like that used to come through the neighborhood all the time. I guess they thought all the new home owners would be wanting new furniture. It seemed a little shady to me!

mamagale said...

We bought some furniture about ten years ago from a truck passing through. We got a receipt and it all seemed legitimate. No cops showed up looking for stolen goods. We still have the end tables--they were nice quality. It was on a Friday though, so no commandments were broken.

Anonymous said...

Being an ex-Catholic and current agnostic, I'm not one for following religious rules. That being said, I'm thinking God was protecting you - and your pocketbook - by sending the truck your way on a Sunday. However, if this truck comes by again, i'm hoping it will be on a day other than the Sabbath, because I am dying to see you blog about what you found inside this truck...Good thing I live on a very narrow street, because I know i'd be out there, wallet in hand to check out the goods, and I wouldn't care what day of the week it was. Maybe this is God's way of sending some old-time religion back MY way. ;-)

Kamity said...

That. Is. AWESOME.

Could this be a million dollar Mormon SAHM home business idea? You should think about it. ;)

Anita said...

Oh Oh, we have the meat truck! And you know they always have more than they need..........it creeps me out! I want to buy my meat in a grocery store or butcher shop, not from a guy off the street.
this one cracks me up!

Jen said...

Wow!!! I wonder what the quality of the furniture was!

wannabee free said...

I didnt' know you lived in THAT part of PA!

The Queen said...

Let's see, been awhile since I was in church but if I remember right the fourth commandment is.

Thou shall not stagger into the street on Sunday and be molested by toothless traveling furniture salesman..

I got it right didn't I? Dang,, where the hell did I put that damn Bible..

Babs said...

Sold! The pizza guy has to come to the door sooner or later cuz goodness knows he aint cookin'!

Simply Complex said...

Maybe he had a washing machine. Too bad...

Becca said...

Ha! Reminds me of fellow reader DeNae and the guy selling ginormous rocks from his flatbed....

Taylor Clan said...

Broken washer = Ox in the mire

Elizabeth said...

Last summer that guy's brother came down our street, about 9 PM at night! "We had a customer who couldn't pay for the delivery" he explained.
I live on a cul-de-sac with about 10 houses, buried in a residential area. We are multiple miles from any furniture stores. I gave him my best you-have-GOT-to-be-kidding eye roll and said "No Thank You".