It seems to me that I inherit pantyhose almost at the same rate as I purchase it. On my quest for friendship I somehow only click with ambitious women, but they often decide to leave Vancouver for better career options.
Whatever things they can’t take, including their stash of hosiery, ends up being given to me. I already feel like I have more than enough to keep up my hosiery supply for the next 2 years.
Things like bathroom scales and other gadgets in good condition can be easily sold at easy auction websites like DealDash, so I don’t mind to do it for them and just send them the money afterwards.
If it’s clothing that doesn’t fit me, it’s not a problem Р“СћРІвЂљВ¬РІР‚Сљ I give it away to a friend who runs a second hand store. As they say, one man’s garbage is another man’s treasure.
But I can’t possibly think of just giving hosiery away. Even though I already have too much, I can never refuse to have some more. But let’s look at the bright side – it serves as a reminder about my friends aboard. Through half way of me putting on that gifted hose, I recall that it’s been a while since I e-mailed the former owner.