We have MUCH bigger fish to fry here in the hood---the garbage
My "Felony Garbage Rap Sheet" began with a warning letter from the nice Department of Trash Removal. It seems I misunderstood the rules for recycling and had been putting plastic sacks which were not the right kind of plastic sacks in the recycle can. A not so friendly letter was received warning me one more time and NO MORE pick up ---IN FACT--they would take my can away from me. GASP! NOW--in case you did not understand--
In a fit of paranoia--I began to research just what you could and could not put in those recycle cans. I quickly discovered, it would take a degree in refuse engineering to get it right. AND THEN--you have to handle it all correctly. It must be washed out before putting in the recycle can. That is correct--you must wash your trash before disposing of it.
I finally figured out a way around the maze---ONLY put VERY safe items in the recycle can and NEVER risk loss of "THE CAN"! It has worked like a charm---I usually only have 2-3 inches in the huge can for recycling.
THEN along comes the new tenant. They are vegans---and eat lots of things which come in glass and plastic containers. They also seem to like to wash their grass down with hops. SO now the recycle can is full every week--since we share the recycle can. The only thing is--I have had to go through the recycle can and school them on the Yes & No's of recycling. It really did not occur to me that might be a problem until I noticed a "PLASTIC SACK" in the can when putting out the garbage. OH DEAR! HOPEFULLY it is all straightened out---but I must admit I have NOT checked their washing out of all containers.
THEN this week---is bulk pick up for the month. They will very kindly pick up your bulk items once a month--BUT SHOCK--it has to be done a certain way and has lots of rules and regulations. All bulk must be on the street at 7 AM Monday morning and sometime during the week they will pick it up. I put out a small stack of Styrofoam shipping padding and an old plastic drawer set. It did not disappear, but I did not become alarmed--because my neighbors also have bulk still in front of their house.
Come Wednesday---an official Fort Worth--Department of Refuse truck comes around and the garbage police officer begins to make her rounds. She tells me I cannot put my bulk pickup on my sidewalk--it must be on the grass. NOW the cans need to be on the sidewalk or the street--NOT on the grass. I will probably stay in a state of confusion over what goes where! SO easy fix and she was polite to me- we parted on good terms--with me still slightly muddle headed over what goes where.
My neighbor was not so fortunate. She gets a not so nice warning on her door---and the trash in her front yard is NOT EVEN HERS. It is her next door neighbor's! When she calls, they tell her she will be responsible since the trash is in her yard. The neighbor says----"Your grass was all dead, and we didn't think it would hurt it." (PLEASE NOTE-I have taken all editorial comment out of this---in an effort to be a good neighbor!)
GARBAGE DRAMA IN THE HOOD!
I long for those old days when I took the garbage out to a large old oil barrel and burned it. Once a month the refuse people came by and got the ashes to take to the dump (NOT A LANDFILL IN THE OLD DAYS) Things were so easy and uncomplicated!
The only problem in those days was the occasional possum snarling up at me from the depths of the garbage barrel when I disturbed his dinner.
This invariably lead to me having to pick up the garbage which I threw straight up in the air before running for the hills. Momma had NO sympathy!
That pesky little problem of destroying the environment had to rear its ugly head and destroy the simplicity of dealing with the garbage!
That's all the
Still living life large--here in the hood!