I once asked my son, while he was emptying the upstairs garbage cans, if he would empty the little bag hanging next to my sewing machine that I throw my scraps and threads in. Never thought another thing about it until several days later when I went looking for a bag on the floor that held all the fabrics for my next quilt and couldn't find it. You guessed it - he threw away about $100 of fabric all matched and ready to go.
He's lucky he lived through that one. :roll: