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TIFU by selling my 'car seat' sofa without asking if the person who owned the car needed them back

I love upcycling so when my friend swapped his new car's front seats for buckets seats I asked if I could turn the old front seats into a sofa. He was totally onboard with that so I turned them into a sofa, I took extra care not to damage the seats as I knew he would need them back when it came time to sell the car.

Time passes and eventually my GF and I decide to move in together, we need to sell off most of our furniture as our new place was fully-furnished. Everything had to go either by selling or by donating to charity like the bed, the table and chairs, the sofa that your friend is going to need one day to sell his car...uh oh!

Bang on cue, a day after I sold the sofa for a pretty penny my friend rings me asking for his seats back as he's bought a new car and needs to sell the old one so he can re-coop some of his money. I literally said down the phone "I've just f**k up big time!" so I had to go about tracking down the guy I sold the sofa to and beg him take his money back in exchange for the sofa.

As luck would have it, the buyer had misjudged his GF's taste in furniture and she absolutely hated it so when I rang him up and explain my mistake he was so glad because he'd just been chewed out by his GF for buying it. He needed to get rid of it so he was happy to get a refund in exchange for the sofa. I dismantled it, my friend fitted the seats back into his car and sold it within a week.

TL;DR: Made a sofa out of friend's car seats, sold them instead of giving them back to my friend but was lucky enough to get them back from the buyer who had his own TIFU moment as his GF hated the sofa.

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