Garbage Day

Willie and I now have our new home in Berkeley. We are pretty settled in. No major trauma. Well there is the cat purchase issue but that is being resolved. Nothing but a funny story soon, I’m sure.

We had lots of boxes that we broke down and tied up so the garbage guy could take them. We got the info from Rick and Rich. They’ve lived in Berkeley for 1.5 years so we look to them for guidance often.

You have to break them down and tie them up with hemp they told us. So Willie did that but used twine. The hemp part was a joke.

They were all there by the curb when the garbage man pulled up. Nice little tied bundles. And then when the garbage man left there they still were. I asked Willie if he tied them up. “Yes” he said, “There was just one on top that wasn’t.”

That must have been it I decided. About 2 hours later I see the garbage truck and 2 guys talking to Willie. He apparently flagged them down. They left and the boxes were gone.

“So you flagged them down?” “Yep. They said that some of them were too big and needed to be cut down to size.”

The interesting thing was they took them and loaded them on the truck just fine even though they weren’t cut down to size.

It seems that people from North Carolina have no problem talking to garbage men. Me? I’ve been afraid of them all my life so if they don’t pick something up I just try a different tactic the following week and again the week after that until I find the right combination. Sometimes I just have to take it to the dump myself. Its easier than confronting the GM. He does have all the power after all and the last thing you want to do is to make him mad.