I have in my dorm room a drawer which I refer affectionately to as “the Graveyard.”
This drawer contains memories of minty freshness, of red and white metal, of crackling paper, of curious strength… it has my empty Altoid tins, and they have served me well.
Some of them have special purposes. I use one to store buttons, another for Qtips. Some of them were on hand for special moments in my life- the production of my first play, my first day at school…moments I cherish. But those are uncommon tins, and the vast majority lay happily in my drawer.
I counted today. I have in my room 65 empty tins. One is a tiny tin. Two are the Valentine’s Day heart-shaped edition, complete with heart-shaped mints. One is a Big Tin, one is a special edition silver domed Big Tin. The rest are the “regular” tin- so common, yet so noble. They all have within them the lingering scent of peppermint.
I wonder if they’re happy. I wonder if they can be put to better use. My tins might be seeking a bigger, better future, the likes of which could be made into a miniseries or quite possibly a musical. I do not know.
Dopers, I throw myself to your mercy. What would you do with 65 Altoid tins?