A Dustbuster, A Portable Paper Shredder

Four or five months ago. A Dustbuster. I've used it once. If I don't use it again soon, it'll go back into the grey box - just like the portable paper shredder I returned last month. I didn't use that thing once. I wonder what people think when they see something they left in the grey box, back in the grey box, sometimes months later. I know that if I say something I left in the grey box, back in the grey box, I'd have hurt feelings. But then again, I'm an HSP. Maybe others in my building aren't so sensitive (e.g. whoever it was who stole the front wheel from my bike while it was locked up in my building's garage - I just know that was an inside job, and I just know that whoever pulled off the heist wasn't a sensitive motherfucker).

So thanks - but no thanks - grey box.

Fuck. I'm cleaning out a file box right now, and I just found something I'd like to shred. I'm not even kidding here. This is real time, people. This is the fucking flow. Oh, well - into the recycling box go these invoices I don't need anymore.