Me too! However, a while after I bought my first little (horrible) lathe just to make a spindle for my son for architecture school, it then sat ignored until one day I dusted it off and decided to make a bowl. Had no bowl blanks so I glued up some pieces of red oak board, mounted on a face plate, and turned my very first bowl, I was about what you might expect, but when my sister visited saw it she wanted it! Her husband told me after she had passed away that she treasured that bowl!
Another time, with better equipment and experience, I somehow stull made the worst bowl ever - the form was ugly, the wood was ugly, the turning was horrible, and the finish was bad. I must have been having a bad day. I got disgusted and threw the bowl on the ground by the barn. When a vet visited I that day I asked her if she would like the bowl for cat food. I made her promise to NEVER tell a soul who made it! Then months later, at their house for a birthday party I walked in I saw the bowl on a table with nuts or something in it. She announced: “Hey everyone, this is John. He’s the one who made this bowl!” Ack!
To her, it was wonderful!
These days if I can’t or don’t want to bother saving something it goes to the burn barrel or gets thrown in the woods or into my Box O’ Shame.
But at a symposium once I learned the professional way to handle this. A well-known professional demonstrator turned something and it had some problem he didn’t want to deal with - he simply wrote the name of another well known turner on the bottom! 😁 The audience loved that!