So the new couch came and we’re super impressed. There was some confusion as to whether it would make it inside the elevator and they were wondering if they had to carry it up the stairs. We live on the 8th floor, ain’t nobody thinks about carrying furniture up the stairs. It was early, we’ll forgive them. Maybe their coffee hadn’t kicked in yet but this was crazy talk. The King insisted that the long couch would fit and to prove it he went down with the ‘experienced’ guys. to show them. Now, The King for those who don’t know, used to have a band and tour Australia and owned a 10 ton truck, full of equipment. That man could pack shit like you wouldn’t believe. People were amazed at how much stuff could fit in that truck. It was an artform. He also delivered and moved pianos single handedly as a part of his piano tuning job. He will not be stopped. EVER.
Ok, back to the couch. We know what size can come up in the elevator, a 12′ awning is beyond capacity and must be carried up 8 flights of stairs,(don’t ask) but a couch….. please! These guys weren’t trying to get out of the delivery they just couldn’t see a way. So the King went down to the street, bare foot, and got their heads right. Sometimes just taking something out of it’s packaging will fit it in, he once brought home a grill from Home Depot in a sedan by taking every part out of the box and putting it in the car. You have to think outside the box to be in this family.. It’s a pre requisite, for those thinking of joining the fun.
Once the couch was placed in the elevator surrounded by the cushions shoved in the spaces the elevator arrived on the PH level… they then worried they couldn’t get it out and into the door. It’s too tall they said. Of course having very little english to help them, it was difficult to explain the problem and we were having that couch no matter what. But with a little jostling they got it in. Actually there was no doubt from our end but sometimes people can’t see the big picture, you know…
Preparing for a new arrival means kicking the old one to the kerb, literally, and the night before we manhandled that bastard ourselves down to the basement. Under it we found 2 socks, 4 tennis balls, a super ball and about $3.50 in change. It was put out in the street yesterday for trash collection. It’s a sectional, with recliners and sleeper and it has served us well. It was a little weird coming home yesterday from school to see the super had man handled it to the street but that’s New York. The garbage trucks will take anything. As the afternoon wore on and we came and went, to taekwondo and groceries for dinner etc, pieces started to disappear, the small piece first, then an hour later the wedge piece, the big pieces are still there for now but who know what the day will bring. Whether someone is trying to get the whole thing or just wanted the small pieces we don’t know but it’s fun to see it go and kinda nice to know someone will get some use out of it.
It’s the Harlem way, to get your furniture off the street. You’d be amazed what people throw out.
UPDATE…. Friday lunch time when I came out with Sir Lickalot, the last 2 pieces were gone. I thought the garbage truck must have taken them as all the other trash was gone too but as I walked down the path I saw a huge gouge out of the concrete, I followed and followed, well the park was that way anyway, and they ended in the building one block down. So my assumption is some brave soul dragged those heavy sons of bitches all the way home … about 200 metres. I hope they love their new couch as much as we love ours and loved our old one too.