Crapeola nightmare!

I'm driving down a two lane road this morning and all the trash is at the curb. (Now let me just explain that I'm really not a garbage picker--I just like to recycle! The best thing is that when you're sick of your former treasure, you put it out at the curb and some other garba...recycler will pick it up and be just as happy as you were when you first found it.) As I'm driving, I look to the left and there, backlit with sunlight and glowing (well, maybe not) is this old green chest. My heart starts to race and I'm mentally calculating how long it will take to drop off my passenger. Drive very carefully to destination, drop off passenger, turn around and race back, avoiding train riders jaywalking catycorner across street. A van is ahead, driver gets out, looks at chest, gets back in van. Yea! Me next! I swing into driveway, open trunk of car and really take a look at this monster. It's huge, has tray on inside, lovely green chippy finish, wet because it's raining. AND WILL NOT FIT IN CAR! who do i know with van? who can i call this early?WHY DID WE BUY A CAR?!! As I drive away, two cars behind me pull into adjacent driveways and I know my treasure is lost.