We all have those things we just can’t get rid of, and i mean, most of the cr*p hanging on your walls is completely useless.
That said, these 15 people are really taking the hanging onto stuff for no reason to a whole new level…and I kind of love them for it.
15. He’s “hair free.”
A comb. I’m hairless.
14. The best part is that he can’t play it. Ha!
A large didgeridoo made out of tree limb, that I bought when I was in Australia and had shipped back to the US. I cannot play it, and it just sits there.
13. Someone is ready for the apocalypse.
A broad sword and shield.
I’m not a re-enactor, these aren’t hanging on my wall… not sure why I still keep them in the garage.
12. I can’t get rid of these, either.
My old college textbooks.
The resale value on them was so poor (thanks to ridiculous new editions coming out each semester rendering these books useless for future students), that I figured it would be better to keep the texts as resources down the road.
Then the internet erupted and now all that information (and way more) is available at the click of a mouse.
11. Why not use it, though?
A brand new shower head.
I only have one shower. It’s perfectly fine. I’m still not sure why I bought it..
EDIT: My first award – thank you ?☺️
10. This guy is somehow winning in my book.
I was going to say “The ceramic blue bird statue that I found next to a dumpster” but then I remembered that I bought an antique brass birdcage to put said statue in. It doesn’t do anything besides hold my garbage bird and a succulent.
So, I guess my answer is “The antique brass birdcage for my garbage bird statue.”
9. All throw pillows, basically.
Six or seven pillows that live on my couch. If I want to sit, or lay down, the first thing I have to do is move a bunch of pillows so I can relax in comfort.
Where do I put them? Do I have to put them back when I’m done? How much was spent on these comfort obstacles? Son of a.
8. Just in case?
In the basement, we have two F*ke Christmas trees. One would be useful. But we have two. In a few days I’m going to bring one upstairs and decorate it for the holiday, and the other one will sit in the storage room. I genuinely don’t know why we have two.
Edit: I can’t believe it never occurred to me to give it away/sell it for cheap to someone who can’t afford a nicer tree this Christmas. Thanks to everyone who suggested that! Also a surprising amount of people asked to buy it from me, so hopefully it will be going to a good home. I messaged the first person to message me about it, but now I wish I had trees to ship to all the people who have said things about not having a tree this year. ❤️
7. I still have my college ID.
I still have my Blockbuster card.
6. Because emergency comfort!
A bunch of sweaters and hoodies. I live on an island country and it doesn’t get cold at all.
5. Eh, being an adult is overrated.
I’ve never got rid of a broken laptop. Over the past decade or so I’ve managed to rack up five of them that I’ve somehow convinced I’ll one day do something with, as if anyone’s just waiting for me to show up with a 2008 HP with a broken keyboard and a wobbly power socket.
I moved house earlier in the year and, rather than doing the sensible adult thing and taking the opportunity to throw them out, I brought the f*ckers with me.
4. That’s just depressing.
I spent a f*cking sh^t load of money on getting 2 separate master’s degrees. So them equally.
3. I don’t know if that’s technically useless.
My mum, bless her, once bought me a pencil case made entirely out of zips. (So you can unzip it from every possible angle).
ETA: Oh no, my mum definitely is not useless! Weird wording!
2. Everyone has that one kitchen appliance.
A breadmaker.
“Yes! I will set it up the night before so I get fresh bread every morning!”
It lasted a week before I went back to making bread the way my Grandma taught me.
Now I’ve lost a few of its bits, and the only time I’ve touched it in 10 years was when we moved house, and it moved from the top shelf of one pantry to another.
1. If you love it, keep it.
I own a useless box.
The one with the switch that causes one side to open and a small metal arm to pop out and turn its self off.
I f*cking love it.
I was trying to answer this for myself, and it might be my high school yearbooks. Or a tangle of cords that go to nothing I can identify.
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