Thomas Dean wrote:Old blue jeans are less memorable for anyone who might see me diving.
I'm conspicuous when diving no matter what I'm wearing, being female and looking like I know what I'm doing. I don't even try not to be, although I do try to not intrude on the business by doing it when they are open if customers might see me.
For many years if I needed to, I have introduced myself as "your friendly neighborhood dumpster diver!" and I'm nice and polite and ALWAYS clean up, even when I didn't make the mess. I think it gives people a good positive interaction. If I need to leave a note I sign it that way, and I have had notes left on the dumpster for me addressed that way. Positive interactions help us all!
John C Daley wrote:I can just imagine the scene William, belly balanced on the dumpster edge.
Body see- sawing as your centre of balance changes.
New exercise trend: Dumpster Yoga?
And he said, "I want to live as an honest man, to get all I deserve, and to give all I can, and to love a young woman whom I don't understand. Your Highness, your ways are very strange."
A small part of a big day for dumpster diving, and collecting food waste for my pigs and other critters. Big bag of “Rubway” bread, four hefty bags of pancakes, hash browns, etc. from “Benny’s” plus about 75 lbs. of pistachios, beef trimmings for the dogs, and more. Waste not, want not..
Not the cat! She is a rescue (and blind) but not from a dumpster! But the huge Pikachu toy was one my dumpster diving averse hubby brought home. About an inch of seam had come unstitched so it leaked a small amount of filling. Fixed in less than five minutes with a needle and thread.
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I'm only 64! That's not to old to learn to be a permie, right?