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October 05, 2003 |
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Stapled
FOUND by Kathryn Aaker
in San Francisco, California
I found this receipt in my pocket, though I don't remember picking it up. I love that somebody carefully stapled the two pieces together, as though they're meaningless without one another.
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
I found this receipt in my pocket, though I don't remember picking it up.
o_O that is creepy.
Any chance you washed your trousers and the ink faded? Either way, I like your poetic description.
Some people just like to stable things. I could see myself doing this.
We staple receipts at work. And people are always like <i>thank you. </i> Its pretty cool.
It's fascinating how a simple piece of metal can hold together the paper that could spell your life, spell your death, or spell everything that happens during, before, or after.
I'm all for ars poetica and whatnot, but come on people! This is a credit card receipt stapled to an invoice. Who cares? Should I start sending in the straw wrappers and tin foil from cigarette packs I find in MY pockets? I think I will. Get ready, Found Magazine... here comes some really intriguing pocket lint.
Thank you, Kate! At last, the voice of reason.
Err, Kate and Midlife Crisis, I think the reason it is intriguing is because there is nothing on either receipt. As someone else pointed out, it could be that the ink faded, but it still looks bizarre.
I think this is what they give you when you buy a copy of "Being and Nothingness."
Sure wished more of my receipts looked like this!!! Living would be easier.
Expensive dinner...
Right on, Scott! I prefer donkeys, as when they are left out they tend to eat the fence. :p
This isn't really a find... it's yours... doesn't that violate the first rule of found? I mean if I forget putting things my pockets, then I'm usually happy to find them too, but I don't pretend that I need to show the public.
Milton Waddams: [talking on the phone] And I said, I don't care if they lay me off either, because I told, I told Bill that if they move my desk one more time, then, then I'm, I'm quitting, I'm going to quit. And, and I told Don too, because they've moved my desk four times already this year, and I used to be over by the window, and I could see the squirrels, and they were married, but then, they switched from the Swingline to the Boston stapler, but I kept my Swingline stapler because it didn't bind up as much, and I kept the staples for the Swingline stapler and it's not okay because if they take my stapler then I'll set the building on fire...
yeah, the only explanation i can think of for this, is that he washed his pants or something while the receipt was still in them. I still don't understand how you could forget completely how that would end up in your pants though.
I'm sure I have like 7 of these in my house/car right now. So boring.