What?

It’s been a while since I shared some fun Facebook Marketplace ads with you, so given that not much has happened this week, aside from me taking on teaching a workshop series on writing short stories, getting ready to job shadow at the radio station, scoring the motherlode of designer bags to sell at the market, hitting 20 000 words on my new manuscript, and preparing to publish a fantasy novel Ghost Bride of Gum San by JF Garrard, a terrific Toronto writer, as well as the brilliant new poetry collection Smatterings of Cerulean by the amazing Susan Richardson of the A Thousand Shades Of Green literary podcast and Stories From The Edge Of Blindness blog—well, it’s actually been a busy week but none of that was funny enough to write about so here we go:

WHAT

Me: What? Ken, what is this?
Ken: What?
Me: Exactly. What.
Ken: What?
Me: No, what’s on first.
Ken: I don’t know.
Me: I don’t know is the short stop.
Ken: What?
Me: What’s on first.

I could literally do this all day. What is a fun game. That’s a statement, not a question. But seriously, what is what? An un-defrosted freezer for $100? Or…a coffin? What?

There are a couple of things wrong with this ad. First and foremost, the grungy tile with the weird still life of the coffee pot, mushrooms, and broccoli. Next, the ugly kettle—I mean, who would want a kettle like that on top of your stove for the world to see? And of course, calling it ‘the ultimate cooking companion’ is so pretentious. Does the oven talk, or like, help you with recipes? And ‘style’? Dude, it’s just a plain, white stove. There might be some other things wrong with this ad, but I think I’ve covered the big issues.

These chairs might be comfortable, but wouldn’t they sink into the sand? I can’t see myself under a palm tree, enjoying a pina colada, listening to the sound of the tropical surf while sitting upright on one of those puppies. Give me a hammock or a comfy lounger any day. Or maybe the island you live on is in the North, but then I would think you’d prefer a Muskoka chair (which is the proper name for Adirondack).  

This ad is an enigma, albeit a very angry one. 6 words (well, 5 words and 1 number) that absolutely seethe with fury. But here’s the enigma—who posted this? Is it the person in the photo, who is ashamed of marrying a fourth time to yet ANOTHER loser? Is it the person who recently got divorced from the person in the photo, and is upset about being the fourth victim of this errant woman? Is the photo being held for a $500 ransom? Has this woman failed to win the lottery four times? It’s a mystery. You really have to wonder about the mindset of someone who would post this publicly—I’ve seen similar types of ads, but they’re usually more tongue-in-cheek. This one just seems mean…and definitely not worth $500. I didn’t even bother to blank out the location because I don’t think the person who posted it really gives a sh*t at this point.

Finally, there’s this one:

This guy wants you to have absolutely NO DOUBTS, and has pre-emptively answered all your questions:

Is it for sale? Answered.
Are you the person selling it? Answered.
Is it in good condition? Answered.
Is it brand new? Answered.
Does it work? Answered.
What brand is it? Answered.
What size is it? Answered.
Is it for hoses? Answered.
Does it crimp things? Answered.
Can you repeat all that below? Definitely.

See? The guy thought of everything…or he thinks he did, because you know at least three people will respond to the ad with “Is it still available?”

And here’s the cover teaser for Smatterings of Cerulean. Look for it later in March!

21 thoughts on “What?”

  1. I now realise that what I really need to fulfill my life is a what.

    And a Who’s on first base gag (splendid). We really need to do a cricket version of this, (fun with Third Man, Deep Leg and Silly Mid Off) but I suppose we should just be grateful we had a commentator actually say “The bowler’s Holding the batsman’s Willey”.

    I’ve just put a couple of items on my local Facebook marketplace & need to see if there’s anything as unexpectedly entertaining as a cat pissing on a cooker.

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  2. You would have loved the kitchen of the house I grew up in. It was a random mishmash of about three or four different wallpaper/fake tile designs that kinda looked like previous owners never bothered to finish any of the design projects they started. Of course, we left it that way the whole time, because with five kids, my parents didn’t have time, nor cared what the walls looked like!

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  4. I saw a t-shirt with a baseball diamond and each position was labeled Who, What, Tomorrow, I Don’t Give A Darn, and so on. I’m sure it’s still available.
    Also why is a used hose crimper $2700? How much does a new one cost? Why do hoses need crimping? Is it a fashion thing? I remember when crimped hair was popular so maybe the hoses are going for a retro look.

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