Shamsiel-kun wrote:So apparently the person who brings around the latest catalogue for a certain toyshop can't read and put the thing in all letterboxes that have this big sticker that says "NO ADVERTISEMENTS".
On the other hand, that means I had a look at recent toys. Gah. No wonder so many kids have ADHD, with such bright colors, busy designs, and noisy electronics in so many toys (bonus points to the Furbies that look like they might cause epilleptic fits in people...Jesus H. Christ on a pogo stick, who thought those color schemes were sensible? ).
On the other hand, it was funny to see that some toys that were sold back when I was a kid (1980s) are still sold (those all had sensible colors and no electronics, then and now).
It's too easy to put on the rose-tinted glasses and then see that the 80s actually had one playing with figurines or punching out words on Speak-n-Spell, and looking at today's toys... They look more like a Mainlander cash-grab than something worthy to keep for generations (hence we're seeing collectors hunting down those old Star Wars figurines and dioramas.)
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I'm looking for a mover right now, place them on reserve if possible, because anytime soon me and my sis could be forced to leave this stupid fuck of a house and its nutcase arrogant in-laws and I have to pack my stuff and I nearly have a quarter of a ton of it that I can't simply throw away; have to box much of my computer stuff that are too good, hate seeing them tossed into a garbage truck.
Also, I'm fucking drained, hate feeling like a robot while cleaning up someone's mess.