I was in the drawer of the second desk in my office, the smaller desk that I bought at a garage sale in 1999 and promptly removed the metal handles and trim so that I could refinish it. And, for coming up on a quarter century, the desk has been in five different offices while the metal bits have been in the workshop room and now garage. Somewhere. I might think about putting the metal bits back on someday, maybe when I come across them.
I was in the drawer looking for a needle, as the fob I encased in needlepoint, started to fall apart after almost four years’ worth of getting jammed into pants pockets.
And floating at the top of the drawer of unused pens, spare luggage tags, and the mirror from the driver’s side mirror of a 1986 Geo Storm, I found a voucher from Dave & Busters.
From 2002.
That voucher has traveled in that drawer since then, from Casinoport to Old Trees to Nogglestead.
Gentle reader. brace yourself for this revelation: After scanning it, I discarded it.
I know, I know, you did not see that coming.
But I must be getting into a spring cleaning mood or something, but I’ve been putting things away recently. Things that have not been put away for years.
Maybe I’m just making it easier for the people who put on my eventual estate sale.
But the coin tokens from the Millennium arcade that was at Crestwood Plaza Mall at about the same time, the turn of the century? Not so fast.
