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	<title>Comments on: Adventures in Freecycling</title>
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		<title>By: Rocrastinator Extraordinaire</title>
		<link>http://www.susieday.com/2007/10/17/adventures-in-freecycling/comment-page-1/#comment-30</link>
		<dc:creator>Rocrastinator Extraordinaire</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Oct 2007 19:49:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Toerags indeed.  There was one plaintive post from one of the nice &#039;offering&#039; people, apologising to the person she&#039;d agreed to give a bag of clothes to because someone who&#039;d come to collect a different item had buggered off with the clothes too.  Just nicked them off her doorstep!  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And then there&#039;s the guy who posts at least six requests at a time, the most recent of which were, loosely: a laptop; a desk; an office chair; a telephone; someone who knows about small businesses to help him start one up.  I suppose you could say he&#039;s got the entrepreneurial spirit.  Assuming &#039;I sat on my arse and typed a bit&#039; counts.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;People = feckin weird.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Toerags indeed.  There was one plaintive post from one of the nice &#8216;offering&#8217; people, apologising to the person she&#8217;d agreed to give a bag of clothes to because someone who&#8217;d come to collect a different item had buggered off with the clothes too.  Just nicked them off her doorstep!  </p>
<p>And then there&#8217;s the guy who posts at least six requests at a time, the most recent of which were, loosely: a laptop; a desk; an office chair; a telephone; someone who knows about small businesses to help him start one up.  I suppose you could say he&#8217;s got the entrepreneurial spirit.  Assuming &#8216;I sat on my arse and typed a bit&#8217; counts.  </p>
<p>People = feckin weird.</p>
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		<title>By: Jess</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jess</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Oct 2007 09:53:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Well, I love freecycle very much, having got rid of a bigger mountain of crap than I can quite believe (including ALL the packing materials and boxes from our move, to people who were incredibly happy to take them away for us. Hurrah!)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have met some really lovely people, but my goodness, doesn&#039;t it bring out the toerags? And also the illiterate. My favourite was the woman who got really shitty with me because I wouldn&#039;t give her my address until she&#039;d agreed to a pick up time and date, despite the fact I&#039;d put this clearly in the original post, and the subsequent three emails, having already had the joy of a bloke randomly turning up at 8am one Sunday. Or perhaps the bloke who just replied &#039;gimme gime gime&#039; (sic!) to our offer of an elderly playstation. Or, on reflection, maybe the woman who called me arrogant for suggesting she call me on my mobile to arrange a pick up time (spending 50p or something on a call to arrange getting a FREE TELLY clearly being utterly unreasonable.)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I&#039;ve seen some cheeky posts, but requesting an entire flatful really takes the biscuit.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well, I love freecycle very much, having got rid of a bigger mountain of crap than I can quite believe (including ALL the packing materials and boxes from our move, to people who were incredibly happy to take them away for us. Hurrah!)</p>
<p>I have met some really lovely people, but my goodness, doesn&#8217;t it bring out the toerags? And also the illiterate. My favourite was the woman who got really shitty with me because I wouldn&#8217;t give her my address until she&#8217;d agreed to a pick up time and date, despite the fact I&#8217;d put this clearly in the original post, and the subsequent three emails, having already had the joy of a bloke randomly turning up at 8am one Sunday. Or perhaps the bloke who just replied &#8216;gimme gime gime&#8217; (sic!) to our offer of an elderly playstation. Or, on reflection, maybe the woman who called me arrogant for suggesting she call me on my mobile to arrange a pick up time (spending 50p or something on a call to arrange getting a FREE TELLY clearly being utterly unreasonable.)</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve seen some cheeky posts, but requesting an entire flatful really takes the biscuit.</p>
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