organization08 Aug 2006 12:47 am
i spent the weekend shredding, recycling, donating, garbaging and gifting a bunch of my stuff, and was reminded of George Carlin’s A Place For My Stuff (see also Stuff; according to George Carlin).
here are the three strangest things i have held onto over the years and finally discarded this weekend:
- detachable beaded fringe from a $50 pair of jean shorts i had purchased and had tried to return, but apparently stores don’t take back worn merchandise (what can i say, i was in high school)…
- automatic shift thingy i had broken off of a pick-up truck (accidentally!) while driving around the random coal mine i worked at…
- Canon StarWriter 80 (not really strange, but an entirely useless old-school word processor) — there are people trying to sell theirs on ebay; mine is on its way to an ecostation…
for a truly cathartic experience, “when in doubt, throw it out!”
and as one of the “web guys” once said… YAGNI!
you ain’t gonna need it!
August 17th, 2006 at 10:13 am
you worked at a coal mine?! My friend did that in Hinton, she drove those huge trucks that make a person look about 2 inches tall next to them.
August 18th, 2006 at 11:54 pm
i worked 4 summers as an environmental labourer at gregg river resources in hinton… and was always scared of being run over by the huge haul trucks!
June 20th, 2007 at 3:21 pm
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