Wednesday, April 28, 2010

The case of the missing trashcan

When we moved in here, we were provided 'big blue', a giant trash can and a much smaller, brown, yard waste can. Nice! Beats walking down three flights of stairs and across a parking lot to a dumpster that was almost always full of non approved dumpster stuff in that nightmare of an apartment we used to live in in Germany. *shudder*

Big Blue had a big crack in the front, but we didn't think much about it. The trash can was still intact, still held trash, still rolled to the curb, so it's all good. One morning R was outside when the trash men came by and they told him we should probably ask Housing for another trash can since ours was cracked. It got put on our low priority things to do list.

Monday when I came home from dropping T off at school and going to the gym, I went to roll the trash can back in but there was no trashcan to roll in. Because I'm such a pro at handling these things, I call R at work and tell him we have no trashcan. He goes to Housing and they tell him that the waste management company will likely drop one off on Monday. Likely? How promising. But what happened to our trash can? Did someone steal it? Is it on top of a flag pole somewhere as a practical joke? Lying broken and abandoned in a ditch somewhere? Poor Big Blue. You were the best place to put trash we ever had the opportunity to fill. We hope you had a dignified and painless end.

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