The first email I received, less than an hour after I posted the item (which was a bed, as it happens), was terse but seemed helpful:
I can pick this up Sunday.....
415 XXX XXXX
OK then! That's exactly when I wanted it picked up. I guess we don't have to get into a big thing or anything. (I almost DQ'd this person because they used "Cheers" to close the email, which I hate, like you better be British or literally clinking a glass with me or just don't use Cheers, but I let it slide.) I called "K" whose style in voicemail messages was as equally loquacious as her email persona: her message said, in its entirety, "LEAVE A MESSAGE"
Obviously, K never called back. K can NOT, contrary to her email, "pick this up Sunday."
Then I got an email from Shoshanna. It said:
"Hi we want to collect ur stuff,plz give directions to pick up,dn't give to anyone,we will pick,if possible today night itself we will pick,thank u
WHOA WHOA WHOA SHOSHANNA. CHILL OUT ON BEING SO BOSSY. I might have let you collect my stuff, but I don't like a complete stranger instructing me not to give to anyone. What's more, your fractured syntax makes it nearly impossible for me to divine your pickup plans. I have no idea what "today night itself" might mean. BZZZZZTTT. Shoshanna got eliminated.
Next up was Linda. Linda, knowing something about how people work, tried a tack in her email header that I immediately found appealing. It said "I'll pay $20". As we know, $20 is better than nothing! In her email, Linda said she could pick it up Sunday, which happened to be the day I wanted it picked up. I liked the cut of Linda's jib and emailed her back right away.
Never heard back from Linda. I guess she decided to take her $20 elsewhere.
I was beginning to think that setting my bed on the sidewalk with a "FREE" sign on it was going to be the best option when I got to the next person on the list, Francine. I liked her plucky spirit.
Love to have it
Francine isn't barking commands at me like mean old Shoshanna. She'd love to have it! I'd love that too. I called the number and left a message and, mirabile dictu, FRANCINE CALLED BACK and we set up a time and then she TEXTED ME TO CONFIRM.
That time is tonight. We shall see, Francine. We shall see.
I should point out, as a postscript, that a few months ago I put a desk on CL for $40 and sold it to the first person who emailed about it, who then arrived at the appointed time with a suitable vehicle, have me the $40, and left with the desk. The whole thing was surreal.