Normally I would bitch about Goodwill's donation policy, because of what they WON'T accept. Seriously, you're going to turn away a $300 leather office chair because of some not-so-visible paint stains? Whatever. Habitat for Humanity's ReStore will gladly take my old furniture off my hands.
But I am not here on the Yelp to gripe about the woman at the Goodwill drop-off trailer nearly tearing into me because I had the AUDACITY to try and pass an Oster food blender off as a donated item. Really? Blend this, hose beast.
No, I am here to mildly praise the GW location on Johnston Rd off Old Lancaster Hwy. For two reasons: one, it's pure spectator sport, watching the Desperate Ballantyne Housewives try to feign disgust while tearing through the racks and picking up piles upon piles of the very same designer clothes their girlfriends probably donated a few weeks ago. Hilarious.
Two, any place where I can literally steal an Aeropostale designer cowboy-print long sleeve shirt (retail: $55) for THREE DOLLARS (!!!) becomes a favorite place for me. The perfect shirt for when I decide to retire to Wyoming and become a ranch hand. And I freakin' love that shirt. Hell, I'll wear it when it's about 100 degrees outside. Who's sweating? Why are you sweating? I'm not sweating.
Too bad Goodwill can be so bitchy about what you can pawn off on them anymore.