There’s nothing like waking up, stumbling downstairs and then seeing an old-school Magnavox TV replete with antenna from let’s say, 1982, sitting in your lobby as a birthday “gift” to someone else in the building. I may have a strange relationship with my friends, but for some reason while they might detonate my parents’ mailbox, they don’t leave a lump of toxic waste for me on the doorstep I share with 50 other people.

PS – Many thanks for letting it set there for three days as that was no end of awesome. I suppose that either you or the building manager heaved it somewhere. Probably the sidewalk outside, so Generik11 can photograph it out in the wild…