CoffeTableau

His first piece of furniture was a coffee table that he plucked from a dumpster, so we have a dumpster-diving President.  Not that there's anything wrong with that, (assuming it wasn't a Salvation Army collection bin.)   Our  first coffee table was a suitcase, an old one at that, donated by a relative, not retrieved from a dumpster.  There were end tables too, though those suitcases, also old, were not from a matching set.  And our very first date had him pick me up in an old car with floorboards so  rusted out that the floor was  held together with baling wire.  We never considered a run for the presidency, though, maybe because we lacked the funds to travel extensively.