[Zeke]

I have to respond. I can see it both ways. Sometimes I'm in a neighborhood on trash day and all the "mechanical" receptacles (lifted by the truck arm) are at the curb. It's mid morning and the truck is eminent. I have a few bags of construction debris and the customer's can is full.

So, I begin the distribution to other cans making sure I never place enough in them to keep the lid from fully closing. What would be my rationale?

Well, on the "mechanical" receptacle it says "Property of the City of Long Beach." So, I figure the city owns it and it's on city property, i.e., city streets. Fair game.

I know that's a stretch, but I could give a sh less. In life most people don't challenge much of what I do because I'm really sort of a volatile ass looking person to begin with.

OTOH, I left my can in the alley overnight and then some a few times. It was recently emptied. Along comes some dichweed and puts his entire Mexican take out left overs in the can to ferment for the next 5 days. I've even had the USPS letter carrier do this.

And then there's the ubiquitous alley dog walker. They will stop and put their dog's (dogs') business in my (MY??) can. If I'm in the back I can hear this. More than one has dived back in to retrieve their "belongings."

I guess you know me by now. I'll get up in anyone's face anytime. I should be dead by now.

My favorite expression is, "Call the cops, I'll wait right here."