We hauled six boxes of books, most in very good shape, up to Johnson City, trusting that Mr. K’s, formerly the best used book store in our sphere of influence, would give us great trade credit and allow us to grab some seminarians’, Milliganders’ and elementary teachers’ books and enjoy them back in Georgia.
They took one box’s worth of books and CD’s. The rest we either hauled back to GA or left in the freebie bin.
I bet they waited until we left and put price tags on ’em. Grr.
Then, to top it all off, we decided to wash the chlorine out of our swim suits at a local laundromat (the one that I used to frequent when a poor student in Johnson City), and someone stole our three swim suits out of the dryer before I could get back.
Oh, and when we stopped by Milligan to see professors, at 11:00 this morning, the Faculty Office Building was almost empty, and none of the English professors was to be seen.
Ah, well, I suppose impromptu trips just aren’t what they used to be.