One Man’s Trash
A recent e-mail from abroad offered a possible solution to a poser we’ve been chewing on for a few days.
No, we’re not talking about a friendly Nigerian offering a wheelbarrow-load of cash to help move some money around.
Our missive appeared to be from Poland, or more specifically Krowica Sama, a quaint village of 738 souls just up the road from the Ukraine border. Of course, everything looks quaint from our cyberspace-aided satellite view of the world.
Anyway, a nice Pole said he collected gadgets identified with companies and asked if we had any “gimmickries” we might want to send his way.
Our thoughts immediately turned to AT&T and what to do with a couple of U-verse remote controls and power cords.
This stuff became surplus equipment when we decided to cut back on our TV viewing network at home.
AT&T wanted the converter boxes back and even paid for the shipping. However, we were told to keep the remote controls and power cords at no charge.
In other words: “You throw it away. We don’t want it.”
Maybe we should prepare a parcel for Artur Szczybylo.
We’re trying to reduce our own domestic clutter, but we feel sheepish about adding to the clutter in East Europe.