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Junkbombing

Wherein I reveal to you my secret hobby.

My latest hobby is one I have invented and call Junkbombing. What is Junkbombing, you ask?

It’s when you take your own old, busted crap and secretly leave it at someone else’s garage sale.

I take photographs of my victories. Since I started this hobby, I’ve come up with a couple different “degrees” of Junkbomb quality. Point values could easily be applied to these degrees, and I would normally do that, but I’m the only person playing this game so I am, by default, the victor.

The first degree is basically “dumptrucking”. You just wait until no one is looking, drop your item on the table, take a photo, and move on.

The second degree is when you call attention to the item in some way – or be seen by the seller(s) holding the item (like you were examining it). First, “dumptruck” it. Then, later, make sure the seller is looking at you when you pick it up and examine it . . . but then put it back down on the table. This can be easier with a partner: by calling your partner’s attention to the object (“Hey, take a look at this!”), you’ll get the attention of the seller.

Junkbombing of the Third Kind is the Holy Grail: get the seller to claim ownership of the object, directly or indirectly. For example, “dumptruck” the item. Wander around a bit. Then, pick the item up and ask the seller how much they want for it, since there isn’t a price tag. It doesn’t matter the number you get quoted – why are you going to pay for something that you already own? Just shake your head, say “eh” and put it back down.

Some garage sales are very difficult to leave things at. Sometimes, if it’s raining, they’ll be entirely indoors, which means that the sellers are much more likely to be watching over everything like hawks. Other times, it’s almost too easy to leave something. Today, we went to a garage sale and the offerings were so meagre and pathetic that leaving my junk would have been better.

Soon, however, I’m going to run out of junk to leave.

Here are some of my trophies.

Comments on Junkbombing

  1. Hmm… I’ll have to try this. I *do* go to a lot of garage sales, although the season may be over. Which means I’ll have to do estate sales. ‘Hmmm… seems odd that this old couple had this random usb doodad, when they didn’t own a computer. Oh well. $1.’

  2. This is brilliant. I never have enough junk to have a garage sale myself, but I hate throwing my junk away. Now I know how to get rid of it.

  3. It’s only subculture, which separates Jorm from the majority of representatives of society. You realize a protest at subconscious level -only!

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