Is he that dumb and disgusting?
But “autism didn’t exist back in my day” right?
It did, it just only got noticed in people who are intellectually disabled. That’s the only kid I knew with autism growing up in the 80s who got diagnosed.
The son of a family friend obviously has Asperger’s, he’s a few years older than me, and his parents did have him tested back then and were told nothing was wrong, but I don’t think they had that knowledge back then. He will ask me for a Coke Zero every ten minutes like clockwork when he comes over, polish it off and ask for another.
They do deposit returns where I live. So you get them cents back for every can. There are people that make a couple of hundred bucks a month picking cans out of the ditches. There’s like what? $50 in this picture? Either way he could have those gone in an hour for free if he knows a homeless person.
It can sometimes grow to quite a large fund for people.
Damian Gordon saved $46,000. He described it as a hobby for him. What a legend!
That’s his retirement fund.
Hes going to melt them down for parts
Saving up for a new crankcase
I used to collect cans over the summer with the high school soccer teams to raise money. There’s more than fitty there
They do not do deposit returns here anymore, but even so, most neighborhoods I’ve lived, people come look through the recycling for aluminum cans to scrap. So I would set them on the side in a tote instead, it was always such old people, moving slowly down the road with a rolling cart. This neighborhood is apparently too bougie for that, even though as far as I can tell we still are never more than 2 blocks from at least one homeless person.
That looks like my play through of a fallout game. For some reason it amuses me to no end to make a random, huge pile of found alcohol, in game.
I’m humbled by this man doing it in real life.
I finally have a use for one of those empty houses in Sanctuary. I’m going to try and fill it.
Thank you random internet human.
This man will repair your car in such a way it will both never break and when you do go to a normal mechanic for something they will gaze upon it in awe and horror.
I used to be a programmer and now I fix cars professionally, I feel like half of my professional life has been gazing upon some ancient work of dark magic and cussing loudly because I know I’m about to have to go in.
The line between jank and wizardry is sometimes blurry. The best magic has a little bit of jank in it, and the worst jank is sometimes a little bit magical.
I just gave up and used copper RTV on the uneven collector pipes on a flat 4 engine. There was no way to properly align the left and right headers to the collector besides just fucking cranking on the bolts as a clamp held them in alignment.
I felt shame for that one, and it’s off to the inspection station Monday now that it doesn’t leak. But you can see the Rtv sticking out. I give it a summer before it fails again. At best.
I used to be a programmer and now I fix cars professionally
How does that happen, if you don’t mind me asking?
Lost my job around 2017 and it was real difficult to get a new one in the tech sector without a college degree. I lucked in to the one originally through professional connections. No such luck the next time after I got downsized.
So I ended up working at my local auto parts store to make ends meet in the meantime, and figured out that I actually really like fixing cars. It exercises the same sort of problem solving capacity but the problems you solve are usually a little less arcane. Made a few new connections including a guy who worked at an actual garage, got offered a position at that garage if I wanted it, and the rest is history.
I still dabble in programming as a hobby, but I enjoy working with my hands and the feeling of fixing a physical object is more fulfilling to me than fixing software. So here I stay (for now).
Carpenter coder here. I like saving my code powers for my own beloved projects.
Gazing upon skill beyond your comprehension: How the fuck does this work?
Gazing at unholy fuckery: How the fuck does this WORK?
As someone guilty od doing unholy fuckery from time to time, I often look at my own work like that
In high school, I got in a car wreck and had to drive without a front bumper for about a year. When the bumper got torn away, it also took the light housings for my blinkers and running lights.
My dad made new housings with zip ties and soda cans cut in half that attached to the back of lenses we bought cheap at the local auto parts store. He drilled slightly undersized holes in the bottom of the cans that held the bulbs in place when they were pushed through, and he’d polished the inside of the cans to act as reflectors.
It worked great! When we eventually got the bumper replaced, the body guy shop was amazed and said he didn’t see any reason why we should spend the money to buy factory housings, and when we sold that car it still had store-brand diet sprite cans as light housings that surely confused the hell out of someone down the line.
I once had a broken headlight and also broke pockets, so I grabbed some packing tape and made a new one. I was at an AutoZone and the guy looked at my car, looked at me and said “that won’t last past the first storm” to which my response was “it’s held up for three months. I’ll take my chances.” and it held up until the seals on the transmission blew out after driving it across the country again.
The best magic has a little bit of jank in it, and the worst jank is sometimes a little bit magical.
if it’s jank, and it works, it ain’t jank.
If it’s jank and it works, it’s jank and you’re lucky
The definition of jank is that it at least sorta works.
If it doesn’t its not jank its just broken.
Autism is not as rare as we still think, it just has shapes that we don’t readily recognize.
If your country had the German Pfand system where you pay 25 cent more per can and get it back if you return it, this would be expensive…
We have that in Ontario, and as a kid my cub/scout troop would go around town and ask people to give us their empties as a fundraiser. We’d return them and use the money to buy camping supplies and stuff.
Hey buddy! We never did this in scouts but that’s such a good idea. When I was in college my roommates and I could have used such a service. I actually just posted that there are people making a living off of combing the ditches and parks for empties. Bottle/can returns is a whole economy.
In Mexico City people would bring plastic bags with them and return glass bottles immediately, and just drink Coke out of plastic bags with a straw.
Coca Cola™ and Micro Plastics™ are a match made in heaven.
Well, if it was out of an aluminum can, it would already have microplastics from the plastic liner inside every can :D
Some people have a 401k. This guy’s retirement is in metals.
There’s like $35 bucks in bottles there Ricky, fuck.
At least $35, you sound a little ungrateful there bud.
A local store just upgraded the deposit machine, so instead of depositing one single can at a time, I now empty an entire bag of hundreds of cans into the machine and let it sort it out. It’s great, saves lots of time and makes everything easier. Instead of bringing a shopping bag with 20 cans everytime I shop I can take an entire sack of 200 cans every month or so.
Unfortunately… the same kind of people who used to cause queues with their 200 can garbage bags at the usual refund machines also figured this out, so now they’re causing a queue at the new machine with trailer loads of garbage bags full of thousands of cans.
I have no idea where they get all those cans.
I used the local bulk deposit yesterday. Had two garbage bags. The guy in front of me had four, and the elderly couple a head of that guy had glass bottles and the machine broke down. Before the poor PFY had fixed the machine and the four bags guy was done, I had spent at least 15min waiting in line and another 5 at the machine.
I went into the store and when done with the groceries for a week the last guy in line when I was done had only moved up one place, and another two people had joined the line.
In theory just dumping your bags in the machine seems like a timesaver. In reality all I got was 20min of audio book, side eye from other shoppers, and fingers that weren’t sticky.
I would suspect some sort of scheme bringing cans from a neighboring state or whatever without a deposit. Just one more reason to wish for a national deposit program in the US.
That’s not possible with the system in my country, but I agree, it ought to be standard in EU too.
I think the machine attracts more people with lots of cans and also teaches more people not to bother refunding often.
My point, if there is one, is that when technology makes life easier, it’s human nature to become even lazier, to the point where the technology doesn’t solve the issue it was made for.
When I moved into my last apartment, my entire storage area was full of bags of cans.
They belonged to a neighbor, who was using my empty storage because his was full, I found out 2 weeks later when he came ripping up to my door demanding to know what I did with his money.
When I found out he meant the cans, I laughed, told him I threw out his trash for him, and told him if he ever darkened my door again I’d call the cops.
They weren’t even crushed. His own storage was probably plenty if he’d be less lazy.
Lots of places don’t take crushed cans because people would put sand in em and crush em so they’d weigh more.
Ty so much for providing a video was super curious how it works
Living the dream.
i imagine that fuckin stinks
not to the roaches… i learned that the hard way a few years ago.
during covid, i left a couple of cases of empty bottles on my kitchen floor and didn’t think anything of them for a month or so. that’s how i found out my neighbors had cleanliness issues, and the roaches found out they had a new place next door to terrorize. horrible experience - don’t keep your empties in your apartment.
It kind of sounds like you had cleanliness issue too.
it was covid lockdown. i don’t think i was the only one who skipped the odd laundry day.
this was a whole different thing, though. i’d already lived here (i’m still in the same place) for three years without any issues. i’m not neurotic, but i do try to keep my place clean.
or at least i thought i did…
these roaches taught me so much. to this day, i still keep my organic waste in a bag in my freezer. i got rid of my coffee machine and switched to instant - explaining why would probably make you sick. i never leave dishes to “soak” any more.
i’m telling you, it got bad. really bad. i talked to the super, and she said that someone moved in who ‘was from a different part of the world and is used to roaches’. like, what? it got to the point where i always had a fly swatter in one had and a bottle of windex in the other. i was killing 20-30 by hand every night. they weren’t coming over for food; they were so bad at the other apartment that they were coming there to scope a new place to live.
Jesus, fuck, at that point I would pack my quilts and sleep outside. Because fuck that.
i got rid of my coffee machine and switched to instant - explaining why would probably make you sick.
I have a French press so I don’t have to worry about brewing roach coffee.
that’s exactly what i use now when i’m not just lazy and drinking instant
Pourover gang here to also flex on this guy’s roach tea.
Fr though, I dealt* with roaches for years and it was legitimately traumatizing. Any time I feel something brush my leg or I catch a glimpse of something dark in the corner of my eye I begin to panic. I’ve woken up in a cold sweat because I would have dreams of roaches and shit. Truly awful experience
I can be my own neighbor!
you can be your own grandpa, too!
“Left a couple of cases of empty alcohol bottles on the floor for a month….”
“Then I got roaches from it! That’s how I knew my neighbors had cleanliness issues.”
…….?
Omg that’s so gross.
Learned the trick. Quick, very quick, rinse in the sink, dunk it upside down in the drain. Rinse (heh) and repeat for the next can. Almost zero effort, clean cans for the recycling bag. I took a load the size pictured for recycling last month. No stink. Only got a lousy $100.10. :(
I just empty them, put them in a crate, then every monday empty the kitchen crate into my garage sack. When they’re full i take 'em up to CDS
No stink, bugs, etc.?
Nope
All some people need is the simple life
I choose to believe every single word of it. The universe is more interesting if it’s true.
Same. Fiction or fact, this is funny enough and harmless enough to just shrug and say, “He must be a wizard, whoever he is.”
Reminds me of my hermit uncle who used to clean the beer cans off of his floor with a rake before we would come visit.
I bet that smelled fantastic.
The man smoked 3-4 packs of cigarettes a day, so that’s all you could smell. Thankfully we didn’t have to sleep there. My parents would have us stay at the motel/grocery/gas station/bar/restaurant/video store/boat rental/fish license place in town.
That image leaves me helpless with mirth.
Is he accepting new clients???
RIP this mechanic’s liver.
He’ll lay it on the pool table and rebuild it.
My Cecil’s name is Jimmy and he fixed my refrigerator, my air conditioner, and my cat.
Skinny women… can do THIS for you…
What is not a damn thing?
