A bad days for tools
Good: we sold the cabinets. A nice lady came by, proclaimed them worth $40 and sent her son by later with a truck to pick them up.
Bad: Said son left my mighty hand truck Sexcalibur in the alley. I imagine it was gone in a matter of minutes.
Good: The nice lady returned my voicemail, apologized profusely and said she would replace it. She was awfully nice about the whole thing. I made sure she knew what model it was and that it is available for $40 at your local Home Despot.
Bad: I did not get the chance to impress upon her the features I looked for in a hand truck. Sexcalibur had a MIG-welded all-steel frame, large pneumatic tires, was made in the USA and a durable powdercoated finish. These kinds of things are important to me because life is too short to have a cheap handtruck.
Good: We’re getting to take an evening off…
Bad: …because the Harbor Freight heat gun crapped out on us today halfway through the removal of the last peel & stick tiles.
Good: I made damn sure we kept our receipt.
Bad: With any purchase at Harbor Freight it is very wise to keep your receipt.