I woke up early to
catch the garbage men to come collect our trash. They haven’t picked it up in
almost two weeks. We have clients coming to see us who are holding their noses as
they walk through the garage to get to the office. I can’t bare this any more!
I tried calling the Municipal Council and no one picked up the phone and I
dialed it five times!
My neighbor said
they came two days ago after a long lay-off (I never heard them!) and that she’d call me when they
next come around in case I don’t hear them again. But I didn’t even leave that for
chance today, so I set my alarm for o’dark hundred and rested on the living room
couch with my ears alert.
The funny thing is,
is that they are now going to want money to take away the excess trash that has
piled up. ‘Tea money’ they call it. I call it highway robbery. But if we don’t
pay, then they won’t pick up, ever!
I can’t just set
the garbage can and the bags of excess outside the garage door, just in case I
don’t hear the collectors’ shout, because someone has stolen our previous two
garbage cans! The nerve!
Oh, how I long for
the US garbage men! Give them a bottle of whiskey for Christmas and they give
you a smile all year long as they collect what they’re paid to collect!
Our new green plastic trash bin, that I won't put
outside because some thief will steal it!
trash is lawn clipping from when the gardener came.
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