Yup, a stove. After living without a working oven for 5 months (due to a landlord who didn't want to spend a dime), I finally received a stove about a month ago. While old, all the elements worked, and just as importantly, the oven worked. Yay! However, the stove was gross. Number 1: it stunk. Imagine going into an old man's house who never cleans, smokes, and is filled with moldy things. That's what this smelled like. I could work with the smell. I figured I didn't have a choice, and it really was precious just to have a working stove.
The second was that while it was clean inside, all of the elements and its rings looked like it had been through a fire. They were scorch black. The real color? Chrome. To even lift them up, I had to pry them with a butter knife. I wish now I'd taken before pictures, but with hours of soaking, baking soda, and the magic of steel wool, they came out looking brand new.
The lesson is this: before giving up something, always try to refurbish it before giving up hope.
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