Just do it outside then.

Or just do it in the garage. Not to devalue your point (because you aren’t wrong either, the dust isn’t probably healthy), but honestly thinking back over all the shady things that have gone down in my garage over the years, sanding a bit of PLA wouldn’t even nick the surface.

I just sold an Anycubic Kobra for $100. And it wasn’t fun. You aren’t getting $200 for it, I would honestly put it up for $100, be firm and just get rid of it if you actually want to be rid of it.

Or you can play the game for six months, and maybe get $120 for it. Is that $80 worth six months of dealing with some of the most awful people on the planet? I had a guy trolling me, like he kept messaging me from different profiles that he had created, writing just the most random shit. Super bizarre.

Right on! It’s a neat feeling for sure, seeing your creations come to life, and it’s all uphill from here too! You never forget your first printed model.

Mine was when I was in college, I created a set of rims for an RC car in my solids class, and the reward for the projects best design was I got time on the schools printer to create them. You should have seen this contraption, thing basically looked like a coca-cola vending machine, it was roughly about that size too. It was quite a sight, but for the time it was a super big deal. Real cutting edge. Probably took 30 hours to print what my Bambu could burp out in under a half hour.

If you told me back then I’d have a machine 20 times as capable, and a tenth of the size on the workshop of my bench at home 25 years later, for under $1k, I’m not sure I’d have believed you. Real story.

You present a valid argument.

I agree. But I tear into them like a degenerate, not totally proportioned quarters.

What’s up with those pancake cutting lines? Who cuts a pancake into quarters? Is this normal? Am I the abnormal one for not doing this?

What kind of meat stick would do this? I still just literally cannot understand why someone would put themself in this position, no matter how entrenched into their parents basement they are, or how bad they smell.