Kind of a random topic that popped into my head thanks to the mention of red Swingline staplers in another thread. Do you have any items in your home that just kind of took from your parents when you were younger? I’m not talking about stuff like valuable family heirlooms, but rather random household items, tools, and the like.
And I of course thought of this because that’s how I got my stapler. It belonged to my parents, it’s probably older than I am, and I just took it with me when I went off to college and I never gave it back. And I still have it; it’s currently on my desk. It’s a little pocket sized stapler, but it is Swingline and it is red. My parents probably didn’t miss it; by then they had another, better, stapler.
I got my dad’s lug wrench in a similar manner. When I was in high school I put it in the trunk of my car because I thought it might be useful to have with me. And then it stayed in the car when I went to college, and transferred it to my new car when that cat got replaced, and then it stayed there when I moved to California and the car came with me.
My hairbrush is also probably older than me. It’s just some cheap thing with plastic bristles, but it was the one I always used as a kid, I took it with me to college, and I still use it today. Because it’s the one I’ve always used and I don’t like changing stuff like that.
I just came across an old probably 1980s vintage Radio Shack solar powered pocket calculator in a junk drawer. My dad is one of those people who calculats his fuel economy every fill up, and keeps a calculator in his car for that purpose. So he taught me to do the same thing, so I took this calculator they had, put it in my car, and it stayed with me in the same manner as the lug wrench. Of course I have a calculator on my phone now, and for that matter an actual app for tracking fuel economy, so no need for the calculator, hence it moving to the junk drawer.
I’ve also got some plates and silverware that used to belong to my parents, although they actually gave me those when I moved out; I didn’t just take them. At least one of the forks my mom stole from the dining hall when she was in college.