• j4k3@lemmy.worldEnglish
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    3 months ago

    No joke, when I did eBay with the bike shop stuff, the main shop I worked out of was at the end of a residential ally at the bottom of a hill (behind the shop). Homeless people would drag couches down the hill and sleep behind the shop around once a month. We had to pay to remove them.

    So the thing that actually gets dirty and disgusting with an old couch is just the fabric. The foam for the cushions is still fine. After letting it air out for a day or so, it doesn’t stink or anything. That became my packing material, especially for international shipping with high end bikes.

    Taking a sawzall to the couch’s frame yields useful scrap wood. The fabric that makes the back of a couch is usually in near perfect condition and is a medium weight upholstery that is huge and usually seam free. If you remove this upholstery and build a canvas frame, you can paint it white and make an enormous art canvas… I should make this a YSK …

    I used old couches to make photo studio backgrounds and reflectors. The remaining waste fit into the shop dumpster, so a win win.

    • ZoopZeZoop@lemmy.world
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      3 months ago

      So, just to be clear. You took a homeless person’s bed and used it as scrap to send to paying customers?

  • TrickDacy@lemmy.world
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    3 months ago

    One of the things I find interesting on the Internet is how often people’s first reaction to a thing is to take a photo and post it. It provides good content sometimes (like this one is funny) but I’ve just never thought like that

      • FireRetardant@lemmy.world
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        3 months ago

        I have friends who get upset that i don’t take enough photos while hiking, camping or paddling. I always tell them they are welcome to come and experience it themselves instead.

        • AWistfulNihilist@lemmy.world
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          3 months ago

          One of the most amazing experiences as an adult is going back through pictures of people doing things. My friends, my family. I sit with my wife and kids and we tell stories to them about our youth, they ask questions about them. The most amazing experience is showing them those pictures and seeing their amazement that their old parents were once young men and women.

          There is nothing wrong with not posting those for other people, but pictures of people have a way helping you visceraly remember the emotions of that event.

          You’re not wrong at all, that’s just a different perspective on pictures.