Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Where can you throw your trash?

So I am sure that everyone knows about my progress on getting rid of trash at the house that we are renting. I know that you have seen the pictures of the garage (from the post "Before and After - Cleaning). I encourage you to look at those pictures again and pay attention to the material (trash).

This weekend I started working on the other side of the garage. The reason that I waited so long was because I was told in January that I was only allowed to make 4 loads at the landfill (free of charge). So I waited till the beginning of the month. I went over there with a full load yesterday morning. I go to the window with my proof of residence and the woman tells me that I am going to have to pay $20 for the refrigerator on the trailer, because the door was still on it. I said "OK, I wont throw it away", then she wants to charge me for the rest of the material on the trailer ($28/ton). I ask "WHY"? She tells me that it is CONSTRUCTION material. So I give in and try to pay for it, but I have no cash/check. I go home and figure I may as well burn all of the wood on the trailer to get rid of the CONSTRUCTION material. I burn all of the wood, load up some more trash and I go back to the landfill. Again the same woman tells me I have to pay for CONSTRUCTION material. "Where do you see CONSTRUCTION material? That is all trash on there. How can you construct anything with what I am throwing away?" She disagrees and refuses to come out and look at the load. I get a phone number and call this person to try and get an explaination of what CONSTRUCTION material means to the landfill. I explain my situation with the house, she understands and calls the landfill to check and make sure that the material looks like trash. I get back to the window and the woman tells me, "I still say its CONSTRUCTION material, I am going to let you through free of charge for this load, but do not come back unless you want to pay $$. That is when I told the woman that I never understood why people would throw loads of trash on the side of the road, UNTIL NOW! I only have about 5 "trash can fulls" left to dump. I guess I could go down the road and put a little bit of trash in each can that I pass. I wish that I could just do the right thing and bring it to the landfill.

I understand that someone could possibly be making money by cleaning up and making dumps for free. But, what is someone to do when they move into a house like mine with "collectors" living there for 50 years?

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Throw that crap on the side of the road. Then call your brother and have him send over Pimp C and his homies to go pick it up. Problem solved.

scott said...

good idea. i am going to his house this weekend.

Anonymous said...

Jason, you wish you were pimp c. don't you be trying to clown me or else I will have to bring up the Ice Ice Baby.

Ice ice baby (x2)
All right stop collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop yo I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Dance go rush to the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it you better gain weight
You better hit bull's eye the kid don't play
If there was a problem yo I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in and the vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point to the point no faking
I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon
Burning them if you ain't quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi-hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Rollin' in my 5.0
With my rag-top down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby waving just to say hi
Did you stop no I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block
The block was dead
Yo so I continued to A1A Beachfront Avenue
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine
Shay with a guage and Vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they're so full of eight balls
Gunshots rang out like a bell
I grabbed my nine all I heard were shells
Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car slammed on the gas
Bumpet to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene you know what I mean
They passed me up confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem yo I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

Anonymous said...

Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.