I always do my best and whenever talking to someone selling me scrap or giving it to me I always refer to them as sir or mam.



Thing that kills me is the darn tweeker scrappers that go around at night looking for television sets that are sit out on junk night. I see the aftermath of where they take a hammer and bust open the back to quickly get that copper around the yoke. I guess they don't know about the thick cable and all the extra little goodies on the inside.