I had a friend who was cleaning out his deceased Aunt’s garage and found a large box filled with little short pieces of string. Now this Aunt always saved old pieces of string and she’d tie them together to make longer pieces and then keep them in a string holder for future use. A depression child.
This particular box had just little bitty pieces of string in it, just layered in, all mixed together and the label on the box was:
“STRING TOO SHORT TO TIE”