So over the summer my sister moved to a smaller apartment and brought a lot of her shit that wouldn't fit to my moms house. My mom had her couch in her garage for about a month and asked me if I wanted it. It was a decent couch that I could put in my basement. I came by with a trailer and two bros to bring it to my house. When I removed the tarp over it the couch was a L shape with a small built in ottoman not straight like I thought it was. I told my mom I don't want it because it won't work in my room. She asked me if I could get it out of her garage because I had a trailer and bros. We ended up taking the couch to a friends moms house.
Fast forward to yesterday. My sister tells me she wants her couch back. I was like ugh yeah. Mom gave it to me. It wouldn't work in my house. So I gave it away. She seems to think both mom and myself were just simply storing the couch for her. Yeah OK. I am not about to ask my friends mom for the couch back and I feel like a dick for telling my sister to pound sand also. She's also pissed at my mom for giving telling me I could have it.
Big misunderstanding.
Fast forward to yesterday. My sister tells me she wants her couch back. I was like ugh yeah. Mom gave it to me. It wouldn't work in my house. So I gave it away. She seems to think both mom and myself were just simply storing the couch for her. Yeah OK. I am not about to ask my friends mom for the couch back and I feel like a dick for telling my sister to pound sand also. She's also pissed at my mom for giving telling me I could have it.
Big misunderstanding.