All of the eggs:
But my favorite egg of Brian's was THIS one. That he claimed was "interactive", as it posed math questions!
Back to our two units that we purchased on Friday. It was pretty interesting considering how absolutely opposite they were. From the door you could tell that one unit was owned by a man, and the other a woman. Not trying to be stereotypical, or anything like that, and it IS possible, I guess, that we were going to be wrong about our assumptions, but when you picture them together, side by side, it cannot be more clear. One unit was full of fishing gear, tools, and men's clothing in cardboard boxes and trash bags, and the other was full of shoes and purses (and kids toys) in pink totes. If you're our friend on Facebook you've already seen the pictures of both units. If you're not, you should click here and do that. Or you can just wait until the Female blog comes out to compare them.
Unit #1 we bought for $195, and let me tell you, it would have been a whole lot less had it not been Holy Thursday because there were a whole batch of men with their sons who were obviously looking for something to do with the boys that were out of school. I guess golf wasn't an option. They were perfectly nice, don't get me wrong, but they were bidding against us and it was clue they had no idea what they were doing. So... we would have gotten it at around $75-$95, had they not been there (that's about where our competitors stopped), but we still managed to get it at a decent price.
Here's a picture of the unit:
Some of the random junk that was thrown into boxes. It's obvious that this tenant packed in a REAL hurry.
When I saw the corner of this peeking out at me from a box, I almost danced a little. But, it's fake... an inflatable $100 bill. We found quite a few of these and it's from a church that sent it as a sign of "riches to come" - you were supposed to send it back along with a prayer and a donation to make your wish come true and ensure financial success in the future. Excellent marketing technique (not that all churches do, but certainly this particular one did)-- getting the guy to think about $100 bills and how much he could use money and then convincing him to send a donation to encourage a higher power to send him more money in the long run. Almost like gambling. Very sad that people would take advantage like that.
A box full of ties...
And spoons... and frying pans... and plastic utensils... and notes. he definitely packed in a hurry.
The kitchen utensils, pots and pans, and tools we were left with after the first few boxes:
I saw this and was instantly excited, as I thought perhaps our tenant knew a Saint or was a Saint. It took me a while to realize that it was a prayer he was issuing forth on behalf of Reggie Bush. Very true. And although Reggie didn't take it to the bank in 2008, he certainly did in 2009! Go Superbowl XLIV champs!
Our guy, in addition to making donations to lots of reputable and maybe not-so-reputable charities and churches, he also paid over $900 a month in child support. Not exactly sure how many children he had but I know it was at least three based on the # of courts that were involved and pictures.
This bag of gel and q-tips scared me just a little. I definitely didn't touch anything. No idea what this stuff is used to treat!
A bag of fishing line:
He worked at Sears at one point as a pest controller. Also as a pump operator, a city employee, a security guard, a police officer, and various other professions.
This popcorn tin was filled with... guess what? It starts with a P...
Another box of random miscellaneous. Usually when people pack in this much of a hurry we find gold or cash, but I guess this guy was just so hard up in his financial situation that there was no chance of any of that happening. Don't worry, I threw the canned goods away. I don't eat them, I'm very particular and scared about what I eat, and I don't want to sell them to someone who may sue us for making them violently ill. So I threw them away to not chance it.
Another box of miscellaneous items.
Another one of our fella's jobs. This drainage department shirt would probably be really popular with some of the guys who think it's cool to wear shirts with other guy's names on it, bowling shirts, high school letter jackets, that sort of thing. We could have absolutely sold this to the local trendy consignment shop, but opted not to because I'd feel guilty if someone used this to gain entry into someone's house claiming to be a parish employee. And by the way, for those of you not from Louisiana, we have Parishes instead of Counties.
And sure enough, Brian comes by, notices the canned goods, gets upset with me that I threw them away, and excited that they are not indeed expired, and confiscates both of them. Here's a picture of him and his new bounty!
One of the fishing tackle boxes, modeled by our very own manly man.
Another tackle box.
Speaking of men, I DEFINITELY could use this "How to Recognize a Real Man" CD! I might be taking this one home!
My table was shaping up quite nicely. I now had pots and pans, tools, VHS tapes, workout equipment, and even a boat battery.
A closeup of some of the items:
Very sad, but we can't get caught up in it. We try not to, at least. Only to share the lessons and stories with you all and make the world a better place somehow. Moving on...
Forgive me for stereotyping, but just like a man! Do you see that in the same box are the following things: Belly Burner Meal Planners, a Deep Fryer, and an entire bottle of oil? NICE!
This unmarked envelope seemed rather peculiar...
And I was VERY interested by its contents! Talk about a MALE problem! And I didn't even know about this when we picked the title of this blog!
A close-up of the product, called Extenze. I wonder how many hits THAT brings to our blog this week!
After a day's work, look at the trash pile! Not too shabby!
A close up of the trash pile that wrapped up Day 1 rather nicely.
But it's just filled with papers. Big surprise.
It always amazes me when people have drivers licenses and credit cards in their units.
Here's a sampling of the cards I found in his envelope "wallet" - and I'm not sure WHO that driver's license belongs to, but it is not his or his ex-wife's. I'm always wondering if I should turn things like that over to authorities in case they are stolen / a shrine to a victim / whatever. In our defense, we did turn these items to the storage unit and were told to destroy them... so, here we are. They were properly disposed of and we have records of them if anyone ever needs them or asks.
It's no wonder our poor guy had financial issues. In addition to all of these churches writing him and asking him for donations or to buy whatever book or cd series, there were also several who tried to get him involved in pyramid schemes. Getting rich quick usually doesn't happen for anyone, folks. If it's too good to be true, it is (Storage Hunters taught us that!) ;)
These law office envelopes caught my attention right away because, well, a friend of mine is a partner in the firm! Very cool. Six degrees of separation, right? Apparently the tenant used their envelopes to hold his hornets ticket stubs. At first I thought it was a gift from the law office to the tenant or vice versa but then I caught several letters from them warning him that they were representing their client who was suing him for non-payment, so now I doubt the free ticket thing.
Our guy was also very interested in a procedure that can reduce male breast size. He printed this out several times, in fact.
Here's a card from the tenant's cousin saying that she feels sorry for his situation and wishes she could lend him money but she's already loaned a lot to other people.
Several months later, in fact, there's a letter from the same cousin, asking for her $200 back that she loaned him several years earlier. She's now having financial trouble herself and is calling in all of her favors. Pretty bad when a cousin has to write you a letter to recover your debt.
Out of that entire lockbox, these were the only two items of value. And no, I'm not kidding.
Our next box yielded some bug zappers, office supplies (including some legal sized clipboards), and various other VHS tapes, and household goods.
There was also a picture of this basketball team-- apparently the tenant's brother is a coach of an Australian basketball team.
Here's another basketball team, seemingly Chinese? I have no idea what league or division this is. There was lots of cool basketball memorabilia in this unit, but it was all foreign.
Our guy did have some collections of things, and one of them was Coca Cola bottles. Very cool. These can be worth a lot, depending on what year and type of glass they are!
This next shoebox (so far a lot of his items were in shoeboxes) was full of tools. That's always good for us.
We also found a really nice lock, if only we could find a key! Maybe! I do have some I saved from the other day, we will have to try them out. Between the gloves and the locks I found, it almost appears like our guy could go into the storage unit business himself!
Another nice item, a multi-cut haircutting system.
Ahh... another collection. The New World-Wide Postage Stamp Album, which he had already begun filling in. That explains that big box of stamps!
Lots of the pages are already filled in as well! We'll have to do research to see what these are worth. Many of them are cancelled (used/stamped), but some of them appear new/mint. Here are a few of the pages he was working on:
This next item was pretty interesting. It was an NOPD tape recorder, with a tape inside. For those of you not local, NOPD is our local Police Department. We will of course listen to these tapes and then submit them for evidence to the proper authorities, whatever they are. But we will listen to them first! ;)
I love these Hoops & YoYo cards, they are so funny. Made Brian listen to this one in the car. Oh, and can anyone tell me what's wrong with the envelope??
Look more closely...
People always ask me when I tell them information about tenants how I know the things I know. Despite having a psychology degree (and Brian being EXCEPTIONALLY talented with reading people), you just know. You just have to put together all of the clues. In this case, I found divorce papers, and then I found this book. It's obvious that he really loved her and was sad, truly sad, that it didn't work out for them.
The next box had an iron and a toaster, always two of our best sellers (it helps that we let them go at $5 each). Having the boxes helps them become even quicker sellers!
Ooh, and the Perfect Pushup! I may confiscate this for myself! It's almost swimsuit season!
This next thing wouldn't have been that interesting, except for the fact that I know a few of the people on this program. And one of them is a great friend of mine, and a fan of this blog! So, I had to post it so she could see that one of my storage unit tenants was at her concert. It's a small, small, world.
More papers. An entire box full. Admittedly, at this point I was ready to just pitch them all, but I remembered what we always tell you guys- to be thorough. So I soldiered on. But look at the paper!
And look at the size of the box!
At this point, a man started going through the garbage literally as I was putting more stuff out. This happens all the time, people go through our garbage. The trouble with this is that they make a MESS-- we put 8 or 10 nicely packed boxes out, and 20 minutes later it looks like a war zone. Our neighbors don't appreciate it, and neither do we. So, I reminded this guy that everything we throw away IS trash, he let me know that bed bugs/ urine / mud/ dirt doesn't bother him, because he can go bleach things at the laundromat, and that was that. I reminded him to be respectful of our space and not to destroy the pile. He understood and seemed nice enough, so I let him continue to rummage. We agree that if something can't be used by us, we might as well let someone else get some type of use out of it! Why not? We try to be heroes after all! I did get a chuckle though when I found these adult diapers and added them to the trash pile! I wonder if he reused THOSE!