Something odd happens to us every second Friday after work. We are strangely drawn to the very ordinary looking warehouse that houses Lismore Tender Centre on Casino Rd, South Lismore. The fact that we have to drive past it on our way home probably adds to its accessibility as well. Then, once we've grabbed our tender centre pen, yellow tender form and clipboard, a strange irrationality envelops us and we start making bids on crap. Sometimes outrageous bids on outrageous crap. And sometimes we are the highest bidder. Which means we have to then pay for the outrageous crap and bring it home.
Take last fortnight. We successfully bid on a lawn mower. We started it when we got it home and all seemed good. Then, last Friday afternoon I started using it and it was then that I noticed it hemoraghing oil out of its oil tank. All over the motor, creating great bluey grey clouds of smoke. "Never again will we tender for something with a motor at the tender centre" we both said loudly and forecefully.
So what did we tender for today Yet another lawn mower, oh and three outdoor wooden seats and a wardrobe! Stay tuned.
Update: We missed out on the three garden seats and the lawn mower, but we were the highest bidder for the wardrobe. The vendor has yet to be contacted, which means that we didn't reach the reserve price, and so they will probably come back with a price they want. Which of course will be higher than $200.00. We are not going to budge. Really. Honest.
Friday, May 15, 2009
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haha...sounds like fun...good old pre-loved lawnmowers...
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