It was many years ago that I had visited an auction house on a day there was no sale.
They were setting up for a sale, and a lot of bubble wrap was gathering. I asked if I could take the bubble wrap and I did take it... all.
Then someone who had consigned many pieces..... came in to complain about something....He was complaining very vocally......
The irony was I was most happy with the bubble wrap, and was never unhappy with anything I had consigned to this auction house.
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The apartment block where I lived had bought tables for a new meeting room. I took the boxes and used the cardboard to ship the art glass that I had sold... many years ago
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Today I buy my cardboard to ship my sold books... from Staples.... but am getting rid of lots of old inventory. to donate and sell locally at auction.... and I do know which containers, behind which stores..... to look for the good cardboard boxes.......
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.....and then one day I found someone digging through a "Garbage bin" for food..... He was finding the good food, and leaving the bad.... The bicycle he rode told me he did not have to do this... but to him it was an adventure. Two men walked by and received some of his finds.... He actually told me about some very good steak he had found.
Recently looked in that container.... right beside my cardboard container.... and saw some very good looking tomatoes... but chose to continue my search for the good cardboard....
