When we visited the tiny town of Hope, Alaska this summer, one of the required stops was at Sourdough Dru’s. Dru Sorenson sells jewelry that she makes from gold nuggets. We chatted for a while — she told us a little about the town, about the coffee bars we would see on every corner that week, about the burglary last fall in which thieves took most of her stock of jewelry.

When we were leaving, she said she had to give us crap for not having bought anything. So she handed us a small plastic bag containing her business card and three “gold nuggets”. She explained that she had offered a local teen a penny for each piece of moose droppings that she spray-painted gold. And how she hadn’t really planned on getting 5000 of them (that’s $50).

I had taken my photos and some of the souveniers from my trip to work with me this week to show some coworkers. I brought the stuff back home tonight. I made a stop on the way and reached in my pocket, forgetting for the moment what I was carrying. Oh yeah, I smiled, I have moose poop in my pocket. Now there’s a sentence I never thought I’d say….

I get a lot of crap at work too, just not the kind that I’d carry around and show to people.

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