When I was a kid, my older sister Heather bought a pack of glow-in-the-dark star stickers to put on her ceiling. After she carefully adhered them to her bedroom ceiling, she called me to her room to show me how they glowed in the dark. I thought Heather’s new constellation was the coolest thing I had ever seen.
That evening, on a routine trip to the bathroom, I saw that Heather had thrown away the packaging from the stickers in the bathroom garbage can. I immediately noticed that the entire sticker sheet that she removed the stars from was made of the same glow-in-the-dark material as the stars. Which meant that the discarded star sheet carcass, or starcass, still had great value.
Instantly, a little glow in the dark light bulb appeared above my head.
I snatched the de-starred sheet from the garbage can. I ran to our craft closet and pulled out a pair of scissors. Despite my excitement, I did not run with them. I carried them, pointed down, the way I was taught to safely pack such a dangerous weapon in school. Once I safely transported the scissors to my upstairs bedroom and secured the door to my bedroom/laboratory of invention, I proceeded to cut the remnant sticker sheet into dozens of little squares and stuck them all over my ceiling.
I was so excited by my new star-stickered ceiling that I rushed down the hall to Heather’s room and exclaimed, ‘You’ve got to see something awesome in my room!’ She followed me back down the upstairs hall to my room to see what all the fuss was about. I turned off the lights, and my little star scraps speckled the ceiling. I could practically hear the angels sing. It was like that moment in Christmas Vacation when Clark Griswold finally gets his outdoor Christmas masterpiece to light up. I felt like I was the smartest boy alive.
The effect was amazing. The small squares dotting my ceiling looked just like the stars outside in the Vermont night sky. (Note: Rural Vermont has literally zero light pollution. Also note: Rural Vermont is a redundant statement.)
But Heather was not amused.
She had spent several dollars on her star stickers. And I had spent nothing. Yet we essentially had the same amazing result.
After a small sibling flare-up, we agreed that I would pay her 50 cents for the sticker refuse material that I had stuck up in da club. It was still a great value for me. And an even better lesson.
Key Takeaway
Be careful what you throw away. It may still contain great value. Keep an eye on what others are discarding, giving away or selling for next to nothing. There is unrecognized value everywhere. Train yourself to see it. And then take action to extract that value. You will find it in the garbage, in giveaway items, in collectibles and second hand markets. You will find untapped value in remnant time and in leftover space. Once you condition yourself to see it, you will find that untapped value everywhere. It is the perfect straw for your entrepreneurial mind to spin into gold.
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