The endless sliver -[ SoS ]-
Slivers from three bars of soap, joined together to minimize waste. (I’ve noticed a quite a few contributors, from their posts and comments, proudly do basically the same thing, so I’m not alone.) With regular soap, the sliver can easily be molded onto a new bar.
This particular stack of scraps was not so easy to form. When the makers of a longtime favorite soap brand tampered with the product’s formulation in the guise of “improvement,” I had to find a replacement. I settled on a bar from the men’s line of a brand named for a bird. The product was much better overall, but I discovered after using up the first bar that I could not squeeze the sliver onto a fresh bar without cracking the scrap piece.
Before too long, I found I could use two slivers to wash my hands with, carefully rubbing the pieces together to burnish them to fit, then allowing the stack to dry. The pieces would separate; after a few hand-washings and an overnight drying, they would adhere to each other. The stack is then attached to a fresh sliver in the same manner as before, and again and again as the weeks go by. I’ve long ago lost track of how many iterations the sliver stack has gone through.
The endless sliver -[ SoS ]-
Slivers from three bars of soap, joined together to minimize waste. (I’ve noticed a quite a few contributors, from their posts and comments, proudly do basically the same thing, so I’m not alone.) With regular soap, the sliver can easily be molded onto a new bar.
This particular stack of scraps was not so easy to form. When the makers of a longtime favorite soap brand tampered with the product’s formulation in the guise of “improvement,” I had to find a replacement. I settled on a bar from the men’s line of a brand named for a bird. The product was much better overall, but I discovered after using up the first bar that I could not squeeze the sliver onto a fresh bar without cracking the scrap piece.
Before too long, I found I could use two slivers to wash my hands with, carefully rubbing the pieces together to burnish them to fit, then allowing the stack to dry. The pieces would separate; after a few hand-washings and an overnight drying, they would adhere to each other. The stack is then attached to a fresh sliver in the same manner as before, and again and again as the weeks go by. I’ve long ago lost track of how many iterations the sliver stack has gone through.