The Power Of Asking
Ok, so as per last post, I’m doing a bit of a home biz thing with plants, herbs and planters, and I examined the cost structure. Here’s what has happened in my day so far:
- This morning on the way to work, I collected a few bottles from a local u-shaped mall. Score 1; free pots.
- I borrowed the work van and picked up two pallets I saw on the side of the road. Score 2; free wood for planters.
- I saw some more at a local warehouse, so I pulled in and asked if they were throwing them out. They said yes, and that I could have them. SCORE 3; more free wood.
- On the way home with said pallets, I passed a construction site where the local council were renovating the bike path. I asked about a huge pile of topsoil that had been taped off. They offered to load up their front-end loader and deliver it to my door! I told them I only needed a bucketful (It was the only container I had with me), but I could come back tonight with my wheelbarrow. Thay thanked me because it would mean less they would have to schlep to the local landfil. SCORE 4; free potting mix.
- My local coffee shop, St Zita’s (BIG shout-out to Sonia and the crew there! Great tucker and even better vibes!), for giving me their used coffee grounds. Brilliant for the compost! SCORE 5.
Maybe it’s an age thing. Maybe it’s necessity trumping pride. Which or whatever, I don’t care. There’s a lot to be gained if one just sucks it up and asks.