I kept a sachet of artificial sweetener given to me randomly one afternoon by a friend I had a crush on. Neither of us used the stuff, we were just being silly.
I had it for a couple of years and kinda forgot about it, then the friend killed themself and it became unthinkable to get rid of it. Maybe a decade later I could finally bring myself to see it as just a pack of stale chemicals and throw it out.
A blanket my mom made me that’s as old as me. That blanket kept me warm when I was little and I’ll never get rid of it 😌
It’s an egg shaped piece of marble from my mother, which is now sitting on my desk. It used to have a sticker labelled ‘Echt Marmor’ which means ‘real marble’ in german. I think it is older than I am. My mother is still around, but I’ve moved quite far away and this egg is currently my only keepsake.
I have the knob off my first oven. When it burnt out my landlord opted to buy a new one instead of getting a new coil so I swiped the knob. It was the oven and stove I taught myself to cook on, I wouldn’t be who I am today of I hadn’t had to spend every night guessing the temp from that worn out knob.
On my first day of grade 8, the science teacher asked if anyone had a bill for a demonstration. I volunteered my $5 bill. He proceeded to douse it in some chemical and torch it, to the amusement of the class. It burned for a few seconds but the bill was unharmed. At first I didn’t spend it because I liked the story, but now I also won’t spend it because it’s the last paper bill I have (all Canadian bills have been plastic for a while).
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Canadian bank notes are made of the polymer … deep breath biaxially-oriented polypropylene (BOPP). All plastics are polymers, but not all polymers are plastics and in this case Canadian bank notes are not plastic.
This interruption brought to you by an obsessive nerd.
