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1.

Last night I went to meet a lady I was planning on selling a cell phone to. When I arrived at the decided location there was nobody there. No big deal, I figured she was probably running a little late. So I sat in my car and waited, after about twenty minutes I got a call from the lady and she said she was trying to put her kids to sleep and assured me she would not only buy the phone, but to arrive in twenty minutes. I agreed to wait and so I did. After thirty minutes passed I started to get a little antsy in my pantsy and called her. She answered and apologized told me that I NEED to go meet her at her apartment and that her "better half" would be waiting in the parking lot for me. I really wanted the cash so I drove to her apartments about five minutes from the original meeting spot and when I arrived an old man in a wheelchair probably in his sixties and a younger male probably around fourteen met me in the lot. The old man asked to see the phone that his "white bitch" wanted. I showed him the phone and he played with it for all of two seconds when he offered me twenty dollars for it (I was asking fifty). I declined and that is when he said this "Take the twenty or my son and you are going to have problems."

Now Iwasn’t too sure if he was serious or not because as I said the kid was about fourteen or fifteen. Now I’m 6’4 and weigh 200lbs or so. And the kid was about 5’4 and weighed probably around 110lbs. So I just kind laughed as if it were a joke. The man assured me that this was no joke and I was to give him the phone or "Lose a few fuckin teef". I told the old man I didn’t want any trouble and would like to speak to his "White bitch". He pulled his son in close and whispered something in his ear and the kid ran off. He then told me to sit tight for a moment. I did but I’m not sure why, I mean the kid could have come back with a gun or something. After about two minutes of waiting in silence this crazy, fat, white lady in nothing but her bra and underwear comes out and introduces herself as "Dragonfly". When she came out the old man rolled away and left us to talk. The moment the old man was out of site she started rambling on about her kids, being in university, money being tight, and her boyfriend keeping her under his thumb about two minutes passed before she started sobbing. This is when I told her I had to go, she immediately stopped crying and offered me twenty dollars, a open pack of Newports, and about a hundred dollars worth of already scratched scratchers (lottery tickets). I politely declined, got into my car, backed out. As I started to drive the lady threw herself onto the hood of my car and started screaming and demanding that I giver her the phone. I cracked the window and told her to get the fuck off the hood of my car before I maced her. She started screaming and cursing at me and that’s when I grabbed the mace from the glove box and sprayed her. She rolled of the side of my car still screaming about the phone, and I got the fuck outta there.

Today I met up with a really nice nurse at the hospital and sold her the phone no problem.

So what’s your craigslist story?

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My girlfriend had a piece of shit Nissan pathfinder that she needed to get rid of. She gets a reply from a guy claiming to be a Nigerian priest, and he wanted to buy the car to ship to Africa for his brother. That was the #1 scam at the time (cashier’s check scam), so my alarm bells were off the charts. She was excited because he was willing to pay $1k more than anyone else’s counteroffer. I talked to the guy on the phone and agreed to meet him at a bank, with cash. He was totally legit. My girlfriend had the bank check and deposit the cash before signing over the title. The car is now in Africa, and my girlfriend has had no issues with the sale (months ago).

3.

Bought a couch for $140

Found $1900 in the cushions, all hundreds

4.

A buddy of mine was trying to buy an iphone via craigslist. He setup the buy on a shady side of town (west side, bad area), and asked me if I would come along because I had a LTCH (License to carry handgun). No problem, sure I’ll come along.

We get to the parking lot of the vacant building that this guy wanted to meet at, and the guy’s car is sort of sitting behind a dumpster, slightly hidden from the road. He couldn’t see us pull in from the direction we pulled in, but I thought it sort of look shady and gave me an uncomfortable feeling. I had my buddy park so that the passenger seat (where I was) wouldn’t be visible.

My buddy exits the vehicle and approaches dude who is leaning on his car talking on an iphone. Dude gets off the phone, introductions are processed, and he hands my buddy a different iphone. As my buddy is looking the iphone over, dude pulls a knife and tells my buddy to hand over his cash.

I see this and flip my shit, jump out of the passenger seat and dislodge my XD.45 from my hip. Laser on, pointed right at dudes head. Dude sees me charging towards him with my gun pointed at him and drops his knife. Dude then starts to apologize and say "don’t shoot me, don’t shoot me".

Ends up, we got two iphones for free. LOL. And now, I’m the go to guy for craigslist transaction security.

5.

One time when I was living alone, a guy came over to buy a desk from me. I accidentally locked myself out of my 4th floor apartment when I went to meet him in the parking lot, and I was totally screwed unless I could pay for a locksmith (which I couldn’t) because it was a Saturday and my apartments’ office was closed and the emergency maintenance didn’t help with lock-outs.

So this guy proceeds to try everything in the world to pick my lock, runs around my building in the pouring rain trying to figure out if he could climb up somehow, sees that he couldn’t, so he then drove me around trying to find a place we could rent a super-tall ladder, and then eventually drove me all the way across town to his old office because he used to work as an arborist, gets a huge ladder and a bunch of tree climbing equipment from there, drives us back across town, and then proceeds to climb an extremely tall pine tree in the still-pouring rain, all the way up to my apartment building’s roof, where he then swooshes down like a crazy monkey and slashes through the screen on my back porch, swings his body through the opening, opens up the patio door, and lets me in through the front.

And after all that, the desk wouldn’t fit in his SUV, so I gladly put it in mine and followed him back to his house with it, where he sent me on my way with a delicious sandwich.

It was just a simple Ikea desk. Obviously I gave it to him for free (along with a matching slide-under filing cabinet that I hadn’t originally intended on selling with it) but did he do all that simply in hopes of getting a free desk? Or did he do it because he’s the most amazing, chivalrous good Samaritan I have ever encountered in my life? All I know is I wish he would have kept in touch like he said he would (although he also mentioned having a girlfriend which I imagine is why it never happened) because god knows what other crazy adventures he’s taken part in since and I would love to hear about them.

TL;DR – I’m pretty sure a super hero tried to buy an Ikea desk from me. He ended up getting it for free.

EDIT: Said "tree climber" when I meant to say "arborist." I’m lucky any of this came out right when I typed it up somewhere around 4:00 or 5:00 am. Thank you for pointing it out!

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This is actually an ebay story, but It’s in the spirit of the request.

A couple of years ago I bought a fridge on ebay, and my friend and I drove to a shitty part of town to pick it up. I had the address written down and we quickly found the house. There was broken shit and car parts all over the lawn, and the place looked pretty sketchy.

It was the time I had arranged to meet there person so I knocked on the door and there was no answer, waited a minute or two and knocked again. Then I heard this giant booming voice yell out "YEAH, COMING"…like it was a giant.

Then the front door opens, and I am presented with the sight of this giant fat guy, barely 5′ tall, unshaven (not beardy, but gross looking) with the nastiest greasy skin covered in sores that you have ever seen. Apparently I had awoken him from his slumber and he decided to wear the first thing he could find, which was apparently a rug. The dude had literally wrapped himself up in a rug, like some sort of nasty dog piss stained toga.

When he gets to the door he starts mumbling in his booming voice asking what I was and I’m like just "Yeah, I’m here about the fridge" and he gets an angry look in his eyes and tells me he has no idea what I’m talking about.

Turns out the fridge was located two houses down and I had written down the wrong address. The sight of that horrible troll creature, wrapped up in a rug, will never escape me.

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This is 5 hours old but well see if anyone reads this anyway. I was trying to help a friend of mine sell a cell phone. I got plenty of calls and ended up talking to this girl for a little while. We talked about a lot of different things and ended up setting up a date. I got lost on the way to her place and she came to find me. We had a wonderful date and after 4 years of dating were married last year in October. I finally even turned her onto reddit which she still thinks is weird but laughs at most things on here.

TL;DR Tried to sell cell phone, found my future wife.

8.

I found a tiny apartment to rent that didn’t have a fridge – looked on Craigslist and found a perfectly sized fridge. When I went to pick it up the girl who was selling it told me that she had bought it for her new apartment, but when she tried to move in her cats were scared so she decided not to take the apartment after all. When I moved into my new apartment, the landlord told me that she was glad she got it rented because the last person who was going to take it backed out because her cats were scared.

tl;dr fridge fatalism

9.

Several years ago, I discovered that after months of infrequently sweeping my floor, a perfectly formed 2" sphere of human hair had developed beneath my computer chair. It was attached right in the center beneath the junction of the wheeled legs and was easy to pull off. I couldn’t think of anything good to do with it but it was too interesting to just throw away, so I listed it on Craigslist for $1.

I got a response within an hour of listing it and the person was eager to pick it up that night. The guy that showed up was a pretty awkward and had a goofy handlebar mustache. He was completely serious about examining the hairball before agreeing to purchase it, spending several minutes scrutinizing the object and asking questions before giving me my dollar and departing.

Not especially crazy, but the whole situation felt like a joke to me while this guy was completely sincere, so I found it to be pretty bizarre and still have a hard time believing it actually happened.

10.

My story isn’t so much crazy as just sad in a way that’s only tangentially related to Craigslist.

I was dating a girl who I met early in 2009. We’d gotten pretty far along- to the point where we were saying I Love You’s and I’d invited her to visit my mom’s grave with me (on my mom’s b-day). So when she dumped me a few days before Christmas I was in pretty bad shape.

So after gathering myself together (barely), on Christmas Eve I had to decide what to do with her Christmas gifts. The bag of soaps/shampoos and stuff from Lush I gave to one of my female friends. I’d also gotten her a pretty nice (for me, anyway, as a not-rich dude) pair of pearl earrings from Tiffany. I really couldn’t stand the idea of giving them to someone who wasn’t my girlfriend and decided I’d sell them. Someone’s girlfriend or wife or sister will probably get them for Christmas and I won’t have to see them! It’s perfect.

So I went on Craigslist and a guy offered me a good price, and we agree to meet at a local Target.

I arrive and the guy’s running late. So I am waiting for him out front, and it’s way fucking cold so I’m standing pretty near to the front doors to enjoy the warmth every time they open. Of course, this means everyone walking past this very busy Target on Christmas eve- a bunch of anxious (but still happy looking!) people and couples- is walking by me. I’m standing there with the iconic seafoam/aqua Tiffany bag like a fucking dolt, waiting for the guy to show up. I heard a few girls do an appreciative whisper- ‘oh, that’s a Tiffany bag!’ and ‘Why don’t you ever buy me jewelry?’and a couple of ‘aw, that’s so cute… I wonder if she’s meeting him here’ type comments.

At this point I’m practically in tears when this guy pulls up, looks at it, gives me the money, and I walk immediately to a bar. Got drunk and walked home, half in tears, listening to depressing music on my iPod.

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