Since I've been house sitting... I've only had a few rules to fallow
#1 Scoop kitty litter
#2 Let dog out in the morning
#3 Recycling day is on Friday
So yesterday, I was sittin' eatin' a bowl of Cheerios and thinking to myself... what have I forgotten? Not 30 seconds later, I was reminded by the huge blue truck down my parents drive way collecting everyone else's blue boxes... and where was mum and dads blue box? why underneath the stairs empty. Shit balls. Rule number three.. forgotten.
Now, in the Koots there is no door to door recycling pick up, thats what the transfer station is for and THAT is why people but their wine bottles in the garbage. My parents, on the other hand are quite militant about recycling... in fact my dad has strict instructions on how to "assemble" the blue box properly. Gotta love 'em... gotta love that they are doing their part.
So that brings us to today, the closet still full of newspapers, cat food cans and plastic containers. Mum and dad come home today. So, I loaded the back of my mums CR-V with all the crap and went on a convert mission. Where can I illegally dump this shit?
Crusin' down Burnside Ave, with my dog as my accomplice and my ipod blasting "Smooth Criminal" I went dumpster shopping. First off, the bottle depot....closed. Second off, Mayfair Mall...but there are cameras and my mother indeed works there....maybe not so good. Third off, Sam's apartment...now, I was going there to begin with to cut her hair, and I did ask her if she had a recycling dumpers... but I didn't want her neighbours seeing me and then bitching to the landlord. With no other choice and my ipod switching to "Bad" I carried on to Sam's house.
I pulled right up.... right up to the dumpers.. I hop out looking all around. No one was on their balconies.. in the clear... so I opened the back hatch and began to chuck all the goods into their respective bins. Then a car pulls up... busted...so I stop what I'm doing and pretend to loiter. Ooooooo! loitering! I'm such a bad-ass!.
The people in the car stare at me for a while, and I figure Fuck it.. its bloody cold and its beginning to rain and continued tossing everything. Turns out the car was just dropping someone off and I was in the total clear!... I finish up, pull a Uie and park on the other side of the street and head off to into Sam's. Recycling... DONE!... no ticket and no disappointing looks from my father. All and all, it was an eventful day.
The weather has been so humid here, I swear by the time I go back to the Koots, I'll be 1o pounds thinner.