Attempting to push my buttons, Kurt referred to SGNB and his attempt to buy me Goodwill golf shoes as 'sweet'. Well, nice try.
SGNB is not sweet, or thoughtful. He has an illness that drives him to buy sh*t he
doesn't need. He fills his life and the lives of others with stuff and
most of it is not worth the effort it takes to carry it to the car, take it out and toss it in the trash.
Fortunately for SGNB and me, the shoes were priced at $15, so SGNB wasn't about to buy them on the chance that I would repay him. At golf Thursday, he showed up his usual 20 minutes after we teed off, but at least he was empty-handed.
He asked if I took advantage of his tip and I told him that I wasn't interested in thrift store shoes, no matter how swell. Harsh? Maybe, but the only proven deterrent for SGNB is outright rejection, and that is only about 50% effective.
I know from years of dealing with SGNB, that if you accept anything from him, he will unleash the full might of his hoarding upon you. SGNB has roughly the same sense of style as a homeless man; he is the Don Quixote of thrift stores, mistaking windmills of trash for valuable stuff.
Make no mistake, I know people who shop at Goodwill and find perfectly good items that fit their needs. Nothing wrong with that. SGNB is not among them, his main criterion is not value or utility, but buying just about anything cheap, regardless of condition. Not for resale mind you, but to pile in his house.
Mrs. Sneed is in a fury of declutterization since her retirement, closets being cleaned, wardrobe rethought, that sort of thing. Allowing SGNB to drop more clutter on me seems counterproductive to her efforts. Counter productivity is not a welcome addition to her campaign.
So, feel for SGNB is you are a good person. As for me, I've been in the path of SGNB's avalanche of crap and it is a visit I don't wish to repeat.
Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky