Anti-Climactic Moment of the Week

I manage a warehouse for a fence-manufacturing company and that warehouse is located in an industrial park with other light-industrial businesses.  When I have a few moments to spare during the day, I like to stroll over to the other side of the industrial park to the soda machine.  Of course I peek in all of the dumpsters along the way.  One particular day during my stroll, I noticed someone placing an item into a dumpster.  Not really uncommon; except that he then proceeded to cover the item with trash already in the dumpster in an attempt to conceal it.  In the middle of an uneventful day, this bit of intrigue set my mind into overdrive.

On closer inspection, I saw that the item was an old trunk.  Oh boy!  There could have been anything in this trunk.  The fact that the guy who dumped it went to the trouble to try and conceal it made it even more interesting.  Drugs, incriminating photos, counterfit money, severed body parts; the possibilities were endless.  I uncovered the trunk and undid the latches; but found that the lock was engaged.  I walked back to the warehouse and retrieved some screwdrivers with which to pop the lock.  The anticipation was mounting.

I popped the lock and pushed back the lid to reveal...

A bunch of useless, boring junk.  What a letdown!  Instead of  severed body parts I get...

Precious Moments fugurines!

Blech!  I did, however take the trunk (after emptying out all of the offensive cutesy trinkets).  Maybe I will make a "monster in a box" out of it.

Please Consider Me as an Alternative to the Landfill.

I have received a reputation around my workplace as a Dumpster Diver.  Many of the conversations I have with my co-workers begin like this:  "Hey, Phil.  We were going to throw this away.  Do you want it?"  Well this reputation really paid off recently when I scored these babies.  Can you say, "Cha-ching!"

These are hollow plastic columns, finished to look like stone.  They look awesome.  These will be the posts for my cemetary fence this year.  I will space them about eight feet apart with some PVC pipe panels in between.    Because they are hollow, I can see myself wiring up lighting, speakers, and even fog machines inside them.

Here is a picture of one with my son added for scale.  They are almost six feet tall.  I scored about twelve of them.  More than enough to encircle my small front lawn.

Being hollow, they make an excellent storage spot for all of the PVC pipe that I also rescued from the dumpster at work.  You know, it's true what they say; it's not the pay but the perks that make a job worthwhile.

Dumpster Diving is the Life For Me

I manage a warehouse in an industrial complex in Smithfield, Utah.  Next door is a buisness that recycles glass, grids it up, and sells it for use in decorative concrete flooring and such.  They have bins out in front of their building where people can deposit their jars, bottles, and other glassware to be recycled.  I have reclaimed quite a few cool specimens in my dumpster-diving adventures.  This is some kind of giant beaker.  I can just see it on the shelf of a mad scientist somewhere.