Dear Thrift Store Worker:
You know I love you, right? I mean you make my thrifting dreams come true so very often. If it wasn’t for you, I never would have found some of my greatest treasures. I would be without my cool typewriter collection, my vintage cameras and many many more great items.
|(My lovely croquet set. Sigh.)|
The kind you use to bind all my vintage treasures together?
Yeah, let’s talk about that.
It’s got go. Got. To. Go.
I can see where it would be enticing and a little exciting to just keep circling my items with packing tape. Again. And again. And again.
Let’s make sure that lid on the Pyrex bowl is not going anywhere. Ever.
|(Oh, look, they carefully put the balls in a plastic sack so we wouldn’t lose any)|
But we really have to break your love affair with the roll of tape.
You know I can’t resist buying something at a great price, but when it takes me an hour to dismantle the tangled maze of tape off my vintage Cosco folding step stool . . . it’s too much.
When I have to spend an eternity using a q-tip and Goo Gone to carefully get the sticky reside off my set of china . . . it’s too much.
When it rips the paint off my lovely croquet set . . . it’s too much.
|(Nice job of taping the ever living heck out of the painted wooden handles. They never had a chance.)|
Just lay off the tape. Please.
P.S. We can talk about using black grease marker to tattoo prices on the front of books some other time.
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