Got a call from my sister today saying she saw one of the other local scrappers picking up some stuff at the dollar store bout a mile away from home. So I went up there to see if I could get in on the action. The manager of the store happens to live right across the street from me and said she had no idea that I was even getting into scrapping. Turns out that they were giving the guy stuff that they weren't even supposed to be getting rid of yet. So now I just gotta wait a few more days for them to sort out what's going to other stores that are remodeling as well and then they're gonna get ahold of me instead of him to come and pick stuff up. Although I didn't intend on taking all of it away from the other guy I'm not complaining. This is a small town and I knew who he was and what he did. And now he's about to know about me. Let the competition begin.
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