I'm a little slow today. I just switched to Sanka. So...have a heart?

Saturday, March 22, 2008

How I rejected an $1,800.00 Paul McCobb Desk

You know, I'm starting to hate Saturdays as much as I hate Sundays.

It's pretty well known that I loathe Sundays, because they're the day when I wake up at 1:00 p.m. convinced that someone has strapped me into a gyroscope and I'm hurdling through time and space at herky-jerky angles.

And also I have to pee. And also I have heartburn. And also I'm sweating. And also I know that I have mere hours before I have to be a functional human being before I get chained back to my desk to fight with assholes. And also, I'm pissed that I've slept through Sausage McBiscuit with Egg time at McDonald's.

Until recently, I used to be a "stay-inner" on Friday nights, because my job was so soul-crushing, that I simply could not imagine going balls-to-the-wall on Friday nights, instead preferring to cozy up on my busted Futon and watch Most Haunted, and then pass the fuck out.

Not so anymore.

Now, the allure of getting tanked with my hipster, too-cool-for-me-why-are-you-even-my-friends friends is too much, and I go out on Friday nights as well.

As I have nary a modicum of self-control where liquor (OR BISCUITS OR SAUSAGE!) is involved, this results in my spending Shabbat, not resting and reflecting on a hard week, but sucking at Grey Goose's silver teat with fervent urgency.

Which, obviously, results in waking up at 9:00 a.m. on Saturdays (involuntarily) wishing for sweet, sweet death, as I have only slept for four or five hours, and will doubtless not get back to sleep.

In short, I'm an alcoholic, but not the fun, functional kind, rather, the kind that actually still suffers hangovers.

But I digress.

Today was a shitty, rainy, awful day. So I decided I was going to skulk through mid-century furniture stores to see if I could find an overpriced piece of furniture that I could drill through the back of, and use as my electronics console...

Well, I searched high and low, and found nothing.

Except this:

I wandered into an unassuming antique store, and was practically smacked in the face by this exact desk (not the one in the picture... but... the same desk.) It was designed by Paul McCobb, of the Planner Group in the 1950s. It's an iconic piece of furniture, and... yeah.

I immediately knew it was a McCobb piece, because I'm a fucking genius. It was in mint condition, a bright honey color, and practically singing to me "SuuuuuuuuuuperBeeeee... Buyyyyy meeee!"

I mean, I already have a desk, but I'd hurl my desk off the balcony to have this piece of art in my house. As I never think anyone else in the world is as smart as I am, I decided the shopkeeper must have no idea what kind of desk it was, and, with a pokerface asked, "Hey, how much is that desk in the front?"

(Inside, I was jumping up and down and crowing that if it was less than $800.00 I was going to buy it and figure out logistics some other time when I wasn't so mercilessly hungover.)

My heart sank when the lady said, "Oh, the McCobb Desk? We just got that in today. $1,800.00."


"Whaaaa?! $1,800.00?!"

"Well, it's actually not a bad price for that piece."

(I knew it wasn't a bad price for that, but it CERTAINLY wasn't the best price I'd ever seen for that desk... I was just counting on everyone else in the world's ignorance to let me pick up an iconic piece of mid-century design for a song.)

And so, I left. But not after rubbing the wood lovingly one last time...

And imagining that having that desk in my room would make my life complete.

God, this is a boring and pointless post.


Blogger Rootietoot said...

That is an awesome desk. Totally would look crap in my house, but I am sure, in your sleek and stylish condo it would be perfect.

2:44 PM

Anonymous Squathole said...

And so, I left. But not after rubbing the wood lovingly one last time...

Amazing. This is EXACTLY what Eliot Spitzer said the day he discovered just exactly how much one of those top-shelf girls would cost him.

4:58 PM

Blogger SuperBee said...

RT - I'm glad I didn't buy it. I'd just ruin it. I'm not allowed to have nice things.

Squathole - Hah! Rimshot!

4:51 PM

Blogger thisoldhippie said...

I found your blog. Thought I'd rub it in a little. I have a 4 draw McCobb planner desk that I purchased 20 years ago at a yard sale for $15. It was for sale for $400 a while back, but I think I've decided to keep it.

8:02 PM

Anonymous Anonymous said...

i found that same 4 drawer desk on bay area Craigslist last year for $40! by the time i contacted the guy he realized it was special so he charged me $250. i then found the chair for $75. my 14 year old daughter just loves them. BTW it is listed for outrageous amounts on 1stdibs.

10:32 AM

Blogger Laurie said...

I know this post is two years old and not sure if you still read it, but I found this desk yesterday at a garage sale in the middle of nowhere in NC at a farmhouse for $15. Yes, $15 effing dollars! I think the lady was almost ready to pay me $15 to take it away. She was so happy we bought it. I was stunned to say the least. Not only this, but we also got a Selig 'Z' chair with ottoman for $20 in great shape. I kid you not. I feel like I need someone to pinch me today and that it didn't really happen!

1:08 PM

Blogger SuperBee said...

I hope you're happy with your desk, LAURIE. :) No, really, congrats on the great find!

6:56 PM


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