17th December 2022
There was another two inches of snow on the driveway meaning more physical effort to clear it. I wanted to get it done as we had a customer coming to collect a dresser.
There are a number of work in progress pieces in the garage, but that did not stop Kelli buying a small desk. Her motives were genuine this time as she had pre-sold the matching side tables to the customer of the dresser.
It was made from solid maple, I gathered that as soon as I tried to lift it, it was heavy.
When we unloaded it from the truck, it almost seemed too good to take apart, but there is very little demand for desks and more for matching side tables.
Kelli had to return some clothes to Plato’s Closet, not a difficult task in itself, but it was made more complex by the price tag that had to remain attached to the garment.
Kelli, as alway, tore that out. The task remained how could this tag be reattached?
She had the components, the tag itself and two pieces of the plastic bit that is threaded though the garment.
“Could you glue these pieces together?” She asked.
These plastic pieces were about half a millimetre thick and made of a cheap plastic.
I had my doubts that it would bond, but I applied Superglue and that did not hold.
I then tried a soldering iron hoping to fuse it all together, but it was so thin it just melted.
Now with a slightly less material to work with I tried just to create a blob of glue on the end that would prevent it pulling through. I laid it on the back of a sheet of sand paper and dropped the glue on it, after squirting some accelerator everything had set hard.
However I now couldn’t separate the dried glue fro the sandpaper.
Kelli came up with the idea of trimming the paper and tucking it behind the garment label and putting a stitch through it. That not only hid the sandpaper but also retained the price tag.
Now it was just getting it though the return process.
As it was a Saturday, they were quite busy, and the ruse paid off. One day someone will discover the tag with the blob of glue on the sandpaper and wonder “what the heck?”