NYTimes Metroplitan Diary.
DEAR DIARY:
I received a flat-screen TV for my birthday, and had hoped to sell my still-usable tube TV. When no offers came through Craigslist, I tried to donate it, but every place I called politely told me only flat screens were accepted.
I was not going to throw away a perfectly good TV, and I finally found a recycling event scheduled for my Upper West Side neighborhood. I bundled it and myself up on a freezing Sunday morning, hailed a cab and rode the few blocks to my destination.
As I was paying my fare, the cabdriver saw the mountains of shrink-wrapped televisions lining the street and asked what was going on. I said I was recycling my TV and then, sensing his interest, I apologized for not asking sooner and inquired if he would like the set and the remote.
Yes, he would!
He then gave me back my fare and enthusiastically insisted on driving me back home, no charge.
Imagine. A TV set I couldn't sell or donate was recycled on the way to a recycling event. With a complimentary cab ride to nowhere included.
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Only in New Yawk, kids!
Thanks, Ducky!
