So it’s a new term and time to start promoting the library again. However, the cart problem persists.
I had had an ingenious plan involving a photocopy paper box being affixed to the top of the cart with duct tape. When I attempted to put this into practice, I realized that the box only held slightly more than the top of the cart.
When you factor in the increased ugliness of the proposed cart and the awkwardness of buying duct tape and box cutters at the the hardware store, the plan seems unfeasible.
I hear about a wonderful place called the Swap Shop, somewhere that redistributes rejected U of T furniture. It appears to be mostly closed for the summer. There is a number to call to arrange for a special appointment, but there is no reply to my message.
I decided to venture out to the Swap Shop, just in case.
I travel through the Earth Sciences forest.
Outside the swapshop I see some very nice armchairs
and quite a bit of broken glass — it appears that someone has unsuccessfully donated some fluorescent lightbulbs —
but no book carts.
I bravely decide to enter the building, which is quite Dickensian with very narrow staircases. The passageways creep around the inner walls of the building, as if the arcitecture were trying to keep me from the structure’s inner sanctum.
It is eerie in here, although the art is interesting, so I leave quickly.
Later that day, though, I do receive a voicemail message from the Recycling Coordinator. We have an appointment at 11.
The next day, I venture back through the forest.
I descend into the Swap Shop,
which is exactly how one would imagine it, but in a cool way. I happen upon … this!
It’s a little battlescarred, but perfect for our purposes.
I am the only person pushing an empty bookcart up Spadina, but it is an eccentric neighbourhood, so I don’t particularly stand out.