Sarah started her residency training this week at Jefferson Hospital. Fortunately for us, we only live about a 1.3 miles away from the main location. She's been biking to the training and hopes to bike to most of her rotations. Since her bike is her main form of transportation, we're doing our best to keep it in top condition.
On Tuesday, however, her tires were low. We grabbed the carlighter compressor we keep in my trunk and tried filling up the tires. Part of the way through, the compressor died! We resorted to the hand pump we kept upstairs, but there were a few parts missing. Where did we turn to next? Craigslist.
I searched for air compressor and found one for only $10. The only catch was that it was listed in the "South Jersey" area instead of near us. When I called the woman, she asked where we live. I told her near the Art Museum, and to my surprise, she said she'd drop it off at our house that night! So, not only did we get an air compressor for our bikes that evening for a great price, it was delivered to us for no extra charge! We were both thrilled.
In the spirit of this post, here's Weird Al's new song (courtesy of the Doors) called Craigslist:
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