Amazing.
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They do deposit returns where I live. So you get them cents back for every can. There are people that make a couple of hundred bucks a month picking cans out of the ditches. There's like what? $50 in this picture? Either way he could have those gone in an hour for free if he knows a homeless person.
They do not do deposit returns here anymore, but even so, most neighborhoods I've lived, people come look through the recycling for aluminum cans to scrap. So I would set them on the side in a tote instead, it was always such old people, moving slowly down the road with a rolling cart. This neighborhood is apparently too bougie for that, even though as far as I can tell we still are never more than 2 blocks from at least one homeless person.
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In Mexico City people would bring plastic bags with them and return glass bottles immediately, and just drink Coke out of plastic bags with a straw.
Coca Cola(tm) and Micro Plastics(tm) are a match made in heaven.
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I used to be a programmer and now I fix cars professionally, I feel like half of my professional life has been gazing upon some ancient work of dark magic and cussing loudly because I know I'm about to have to go in.
The line between jank and wizardry is sometimes blurry. The best magic has a little bit of jank in it, and the worst jank is sometimes a little bit magical.
I used to be a programmer and now I fix cars professionally
How does that happen, if you don't mind me asking?
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I used to be a programmer and now I fix cars professionally
How does that happen, if you don't mind me asking?
Lost my job around 2017 and it was real difficult to get a new one in the tech sector without a college degree. I lucked in to the one originally through professional connections. No such luck the next time after I got downsized.
So I ended up working at my local auto parts store to make ends meet in the meantime, and figured out that I actually really like fixing cars. It exercises the same sort of problem solving capacity but the problems you solve are usually a little less arcane. Made a few new connections including a guy who worked at an actual garage, got offered a position at that garage if I wanted it, and the rest is history.
I still dabble in programming as a hobby, but I enjoy working with my hands and the feeling of fixing a physical object is more fulfilling to me than fixing software. So here I stay (for now).
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Coca Cola(tm) and Micro Plastics(tm) are a match made in heaven.
Well, if it was out of an aluminum can, it would already have microplastics from the plastic liner inside every can
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Reminds me of my hermit uncle who used to clean the beer cans off of his floor with a rake before we would come visit.
I bet that smelled fantastic.
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That looks like my play through of a fallout game. For some reason it amuses me to no end to make a random, huge pile of found alcohol, in game.
I’m humbled by this man doing it in real life.
I finally have a use for one of those empty houses in Sanctuary. I'm going to try and fill it.
Thank you random internet human.
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Hes going to melt them down for parts
Saving up for a new crankcase
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The best magic has a little bit of jank in it, and the worst jank is sometimes a little bit magical.
if it's jank, and it works, it ain't jank.
If it's jank and it works, it's jank and you're lucky
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They do deposit returns where I live. So you get them cents back for every can. There are people that make a couple of hundred bucks a month picking cans out of the ditches. There's like what? $50 in this picture? Either way he could have those gone in an hour for free if he knows a homeless person.
I used to collect cans over the summer with the high school soccer teams to raise money. There's more than fitty there
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I bet that smelled fantastic.
The man smoked 3-4 packs of cigarettes a day, so that's all you could smell. Thankfully we didn't have to sleep there. My parents would have us stay at the motel/grocery/gas station/bar/restaurant/video store/boat rental/fish license place in town.
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But "autism didn't exist back in my day" right?
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I used to be a programmer and now I fix cars professionally, I feel like half of my professional life has been gazing upon some ancient work of dark magic and cussing loudly because I know I'm about to have to go in.
The line between jank and wizardry is sometimes blurry. The best magic has a little bit of jank in it, and the worst jank is sometimes a little bit magical.
I just gave up and used copper RTV on the uneven collector pipes on a flat 4 engine. There was no way to properly align the left and right headers to the collector besides just fucking cranking on the bolts as a clamp held them in alignment.
I felt shame for that one, and it’s off to the inspection station Monday now that it doesn’t leak. But you can see the Rtv sticking out. I give it a summer before it fails again. At best.
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I just empty them, put them in a crate, then every monday empty the kitchen crate into my garage sack. When they're full i take 'em up to CDS
No stink, bugs, etc.?
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“Left a couple of cases of empty alcohol bottles on the floor for a month….”
“Then I got roaches from it! That’s how I knew my neighbors had cleanliness issues.”
…….?
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i got rid of my coffee machine and switched to instant - explaining why would probably make you sick.
I have a French press so I don’t have to worry about brewing roach coffee.
that's exactly what i use now when i'm not just lazy and drinking instant
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They do deposit returns where I live. So you get them cents back for every can. There are people that make a couple of hundred bucks a month picking cans out of the ditches. There's like what? $50 in this picture? Either way he could have those gone in an hour for free if he knows a homeless person.
It can sometimes grow to quite a large fund for people.
Damian Gordon saved $46,000. He described it as a hobby for him. What a legend!
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Omg that’s so gross.
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But "autism didn't exist back in my day" right?
It did, it just only got noticed in people who are intellectually disabled. That's the only kid I knew with autism growing up in the 80s who got diagnosed.
The son of a family friend obviously has Asperger's, he's a few years older than me, and his parents did have him tested back then and were told nothing was wrong, but I don't think they had that knowledge back then. He will ask me for a Coke Zero every ten minutes like clockwork when he comes over, polish it off and ask for another.
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Lost my job around 2017 and it was real difficult to get a new one in the tech sector without a college degree. I lucked in to the one originally through professional connections. No such luck the next time after I got downsized.
So I ended up working at my local auto parts store to make ends meet in the meantime, and figured out that I actually really like fixing cars. It exercises the same sort of problem solving capacity but the problems you solve are usually a little less arcane. Made a few new connections including a guy who worked at an actual garage, got offered a position at that garage if I wanted it, and the rest is history.
I still dabble in programming as a hobby, but I enjoy working with my hands and the feeling of fixing a physical object is more fulfilling to me than fixing software. So here I stay (for now).
Carpenter coder here. I like saving my code powers for my own beloved projects.
