Old habits die hard and that’s a good thing
By Jean Shea on Nov 22, 2011
I happened to catch one of episodes of Frasier the other night. That’s not hard to do considering how much they rerun the old sitcoms. Frasier was always a favorite of mine because the characters were kooky and the writing was very clever. This particular episode was one the earliest about Frasier’s dad moving into his apartment and bringing his chair along, as well as his dog Eddie. The old unattractive chair was a real fixture in the series and a thorn in Frasier’s side for the entire run of the show’s 11 years.
Watching the episode reminded me how we can become attached to one item in our lives. A comfy pair of shoes we can’t throw out even if the soles are wearing then, an old bathrobe that has seen better days, a cooking pot that you had when you first set up housekeeping. That same degree of attachment and sentiment can apply to one of the tools you couldn’t live without on the job. Over the years, new improved versions may come out, but still you won’t part with that one tool for anything.
In my case, while I don’t have one particular item, I have an unwavering attachment to food jars for mixing new products when I’m starting to test ingredients. It all started when I made my first creams in my kitchen nearly 30 years. I guess it makes sense that I would use what I had around the house for what I thought would be my own personal skin care products.
But as the years went on and the business grew, food jars continued to be my preference for experimentation. I like the variety of the sizes and the ability to easily see how the product is shaping up in texture, thickness and consistency. I’m particularly fond of jelly and spaghetti jars. Naturally the jars are highly sanitized before I use them. I also realize that the jars take me back to the beginning of BIOTONE. While the present continues to be exciting, I have many fond memories of the early days when the business was just getting off the ground.
I was reminded that I’m not alone in my sentimental attachment to the original tools of my trade. I recently had work done around the house. The painter I hired told me that the putty knife he used was 35 years old and he’d feel lost without it.
Do you, too, have a favorite tool that you’ve had for years and refuse to part with for sentimental reasons not just because they don’t make them like they used to? I’d love to hear about it.