So there I am walking down the street in Oakland, staring distantly at the pile of trash with my engineer friend. "Let's rummage through that person's personal belongings" I elude to -- "sure" says the engineer. So we rummage, rummage, rummage, yada, yada, yada, and another person joins the fun. So we start talking and making jokes with him --> followed by a quick conversation about BPA --> then the ocean as a dumpster --> then our career selections. Yes. We have a lawyer, and electrical engineer and a food scientist rummaging through trash.
I remembered back to my days in Raleigh when I was a complete outkast when I flipping went to a thrift store. Dear Oakland, I've found my new home.
4 years ago


