A couple of weeks ago I mentioned how my grill was basically a big pile of rust and probably not even safe to push gas through. I realized this fully last night when I cooked some chicken on it. What a mess. Alas, it had to go.
So when I got home from work today, I took out the garbage for tomorrow (everyone else put it out this morning, forgetting that the holiday pushed it back a day), and wheeled the grill out there. I figured someone might take it.
I just peaked out the window to see that someone took... the lid. Just the lid. They pulled off the hinge and just took the lid. I suppose if they're looking for scrap, that makes sense, and I wouldn't touch the bottom half either with the three inches of burned barbecue sauce, fat and whatever the hell else fell down there. Still, it's weird.
Actually, my uncle, who has been a huge garbage picker for 30 years, takes "parts" of items and rebuilds them with parts from other "pickings", then he resells the items at flea markets.
Some of his favorite pickings are parts from expensive items (like grills and lawnmowers). He's also made a killing from taking old lawn chair frames and re-webbing them.