…from a Craigslist ad.
I found a wicked awesome offer on a laptop today on Craigslist. It was a dude in my neighborhood that was trying to get rid of a nice laptop for about a third of the retail price. I called the guy and asked all of the appropriate questions (so I say now), and he was totally knowledgeable. He agreed to meet me at my apartment in 30 minutes with the laptop.
About thirty minutes later, he called me and told me he was on the corner in a black Lincoln.
The following conversations occurred:
Him: Hey man, I’m on the corner in a black Lincoln.
Me: Great. I’ll give you the building number and you can come up.
Him: Eh, just come down to the car and you can check out the laptop. It’ll hold a charge.
Me: You sure you don’t wanna just come up to my apartment. I just wanna check out the computer for 10 or 15 minutes. Ya know, just to make sure the specs match up and everything.
Him: Sure ok, ok. What’s the building number?
I tell him and go downstairs to get him.
For any of you that think I’m stupid for letting a (seemingly)shady computer salesman from Washington Heights into my apartment, think again. One of my roommates is an ex-corrections officer from Rikers Island. I’m not worried. At all.
On the way up the stairs (my elevator is broken), we make small talk and I ask him a couple basic questions about the computer. He answers them easily and tells me he’s looking to buy a new computer and needs to sell this one to do it. Seems like a really nice guy.
Anyway, we come up to the apartment. He pulls out the computer. It looks brand fucking new, not a single scratch on it. I plug it in, start it up, launch several applications, make sure it can read a CD, open several internet windows to make sure it can handle it… and the thing runs like fucking magic. It is amazing… compared to what I’m used to, anyway.
He answered all my questions easily and truthfully. At my request he showed me the system specs at the F2 startup, and everything was exactly as he’d advertised.
This thing runs like a greased Spaniard at that bull thing they do.
My computer rules.
Good things do happen to happen to bad people, and Craigslist sometimes won’t rip you off.
I am living proof.
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