It's for training!

There was a trainer named Brian Weldon.
Few things you need to know about him:
He was a good trainer.
Honest.
Resourceful.
And knew nothing about the events he unwittingly enabled.

Brian was always short of training equipment for class.
A new processor or drive would be released and Brian would get one or two for class.
He'd need many more to complete things in a timely manner.

A fact you should know:
Modern manufacturing depends on speed.
In the computer world, a chip might have 389 pins, each about the thickness of a hair.
If one pin is bent the chip is thrown into scrap.
It costs too much in time and labor to stop and straighten this pin.

So there are huge bins of scrap parts.

Brian needs parts.

Brian talks to the supervisors in manufacturing and gets permission to take scrap parts for training.

Life is good.

And it's about to get better.

Brian needs help. So he recruits BG and myself.
I eventually recruit TG.

A couple of times a week we would accompany Brian on scavenger hunts.
After a while he got to busy so we just went on our own.

Brian told us the most magical words since ABRA CADABRA.

If anyone asks questions just "tell them it's for training."

Oh, man.

The genie came out of the bottle, the waters parted, the wishing well overflowed.

"tell them it's for training."

So we did. And did. And did.

To the point we had to get dollies to carry everything back "for training."