I thought it was perfect: A free couch. What is more perfect than that? It was more perfect because it was just around the corner; eliminating the trouble of figuring out how to get couch from point A to point B.
MAJOR PROBLEM? My apartment apparently was not meant to hold furniture. We barely got the 'perfect' couch up to the second floor. Getting it to my third floor wasn't even a funny joke, it was impossible. Later last night (after returning the couch to the neighbors) I was lamenting my couch less living room when my friend stopped me by saying, "You need to remove the word couch from your vocabulary. Maybe love seat, or futon, but couch? No."
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