Buy my desk, dammit!

So I’ve been trying to sell my old corner desk unit for a couple of months now. I’ve gotten a lot of people over to look at it, but nobody wants to bite the bullet and make the purchase. I mean, COME ON! It’s great! Look at it!

Think of it this way… if a young, up and coming Stephen King had been selling his desk on Craig’s List, how lucky would you feel knowing that you owned it? Sure, it would have been a gamble buying from a semi-employed high school teacher in Maine, but man, after those five or ten years went by and Carrie had become a runaway best seller… you could lead people down into your basement and say… see this non-descript somewhat junky desk? Stephen King used to write here. To which your friend or guest would shrug and say “hmph”. And deep inside you’d feel proud, and somewhat irritated by their lack of awe.