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Date: 01 November 2009 21:21:06
So, yesterday I was in Oxfam, browsing the glassware and crockery, as is my wont. As I browsed I was thinking of my friend K, who has a very similar taste in 70s crockery (particularly coffee pots) to me. She also regularly browses charity shops in our town and often gets there before me.
Then I spotted a marvellous coffee pot. Really marvellous. She'd love it, and so do I.
As I was paying for it, in walks K.
"Ha!" I say, in an unchristian fashion, "I have just found a marvellous coffee pot. It's wrapped and in my bag. Tee hee, I got there first."
"Let's have a look", she says. I unwrap a corner so she can see the pattern.
"That was mine!" she says "I donated it a few weeks ago."
While we dissolved into hysteria in a corner, I think the man working at the till was a bit concerned I was going to demand my money back, K was going to demand her coffee pot back, so she could just give it to me. But we decided that everyone (including Oxfam) was a winner in this situation and left it at that.