Describing an Unusual Situation

Hey Abdi, got a second? It's about Freya's housewarming gift. The package showed up, and, well, it's not a coat rack. Let me paint you a picture. Imagine a fat cylinder of thick grey felt, roughly knee-high and about as wide as a big wastebasket, with a black rubber rim around the top. Sticking up out of it are four white plastic tubes, each bent over at the top like a candy cane, with rows of tiny holes near the tips. On the side there's an orange dial about the size of a cookie, and a coiled cord comes out the back, so I'm guessing it's a boot dryer. You'd hang wet boots on those hooks. There's a little wooden shelf attached to one side, probably so you can sit while you pull your boots off. In a Whitehorse winter, Freya might love it. So what's your call? We could keep it and get forty percent back, or pay twenty-five dollars and wait three weeks, which means she'd have nothing on Saturday. Text me tonight.