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understanding people, and my neighbor.
I was out of town for a bit. I locked my gates to the backyard. why?
because of one neighbor. I granted them access to my recycle bin ONCE,. he would fill it up on occasion if he saw it out on the street curbside. not a problem until it was. hahah..
I came home once and saw a red sticker on my can. it was still FULL!! I read the sticker and my recycling wasn't picked up because it was full of cheap styrofoam...WTF? I was instructed to sift thru the stuff, take out the offending items and call them..I was also fined. GAH!! I was so polite to the trash lady she waived my fine. I told her what happened and texted her an amazon box with my neighbors address on it. haha.. she admonished me that it is noted on my account and there will be no get out of jail card next time..I agreed.
I never did tell my neighbor. life is too short. they are nice enough. friendly almost. I would take a peek now and again, to double check.. they still did it, but I rarely found non-recyclables. but 3 weeks of my empty bin? nope..I zip tied my gate. it was annoying but nothing near the nuclear option of neighborly love.
my 96 year old neighbor just told me they went and filled her bin!! old purses and other no recyling things. hahaha.. I KNEW IT!! my neighbor didnt get checked and all was removed.
the people across the street moved while I was gone. I can only imagine what they would have dumped if they had my cans. hahhah.. people are funny. and somewhat predictable.
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poof! gone
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