This is sooo off topic
All last week and this week I have been working towards getting a package off to Fox Chapel of finished items for photography. Well, this morning I have been down on my knees with my packing tape, straight edge, box knife, and a huge pile of cardboard creatively making a shipping box.
Now as it's my hands working and not my head ... my head decides to consider the position I am in. And as it (my mind) wanders through a bunch of random thoughts I come to realize how much they didn't teach me way back in College.
There were no classes in College on the Fine Art of Dumpster Diving!
No College Professor ever stood before me to explain how to pick out those choice pieces of cardboard from all the wrappings, garbage, and excess waste that surrounds the boxes. No Assistant Prof got around to saying how to stay out of trouble while you are half in and half out of that dumpster rooting around for just one more big piece of cardboard! They never mentioned to bring heavy gloves so that you didn't have to actual handle all that excess stuff. And they sure did not explain that cardboard boxes from the local liquor store smell like cardboard boxes from the local liquor store ... AHHH!
I am so lucky today that our buisness is big enough that I don't have to go any further then my own studio to find cardboard. Plus I have learned over the years how to turn three small pieces of cardboard into one big side of a box.
But still, I ask you, what was I paying for way back when? I do complain! They missed teaching me one of the most basic and fundamental parts of my craft!
Susan
Baby Thanks for letting me whine!

All last week and this week I have been working towards getting a package off to Fox Chapel of finished items for photography. Well, this morning I have been down on my knees with my packing tape, straight edge, box knife, and a huge pile of cardboard creatively making a shipping box.
Now as it's my hands working and not my head ... my head decides to consider the position I am in. And as it (my mind) wanders through a bunch of random thoughts I come to realize how much they didn't teach me way back in College.
There were no classes in College on the Fine Art of Dumpster Diving!
No College Professor ever stood before me to explain how to pick out those choice pieces of cardboard from all the wrappings, garbage, and excess waste that surrounds the boxes. No Assistant Prof got around to saying how to stay out of trouble while you are half in and half out of that dumpster rooting around for just one more big piece of cardboard! They never mentioned to bring heavy gloves so that you didn't have to actual handle all that excess stuff. And they sure did not explain that cardboard boxes from the local liquor store smell like cardboard boxes from the local liquor store ... AHHH!
I am so lucky today that our buisness is big enough that I don't have to go any further then my own studio to find cardboard. Plus I have learned over the years how to turn three small pieces of cardboard into one big side of a box.
But still, I ask you, what was I paying for way back when? I do complain! They missed teaching me one of the most basic and fundamental parts of my craft!
Susan
Baby Thanks for letting me whine!
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