I thought it best to post this on a Monday, ‘coz it is about Tuesdays. Tuesday is our day for collection of rubbish and recyclables. Our 250m one-way street is pretty narrow, so if one tries to be clever, avoid two sets of traffic lights along the main road and instead chose the rat-run through our street, one might find self stuck behind the collection lorry.
There’s no room to pass. One will just have to be patient, let the dustmen do their job, and give them a friendly smile when one finally can pass at the end of our road.
Alternatively, one might learn, and take the official route along the main road on a Tuesday. Or any day, for all I care.
One might. One could. One should.
Too bad this isn’t what one does.
One does give a huge big scolding if the own rubbish and recyclables isn’t been collected promptly, swiftly, cleanly, and in the usual day and time. If, however, one find self stuck behind a collection vehicle, the car’s horn acts as an extension to one’s brain, only capable of one thing: Me! me! me! – even if it is blatantly obvious that the only thing at fault here is one’s own consideration and common sense.
Give them a smile instead, you insufferable, self-obsessed, inconsiderate fools!
Thoughts
Rat Run, recycling
People in Britain complain, as it emerges that collections of domestic recyclables are currently stockpiled. Prices are down, so companies fill warehouses with recycling paper, plastic, metal and glass rather than selling at a loss.
The complain roots from a sense of being cheated. We do all this separating and recycling, one interviewee said in a tear-stricken voice, and all they do is stockpile it.
Makes sense to me. Doesn’t make sense to moan and complain, not in the way portrayed by the BBC. After all, it’s still better than throwing everything onto the landfill, isn’t it?
Thoughts
BBC, Britain, recycling
I am sure we have all recently practised the wrapping and unwrapping or presents, but did you also notice the unfolding and folding of professional packaging?
When I unpacked a present of six brandy glasses from their manufacturer’s cardboard box, I had to marvel at this astonishing piece of engineering. A multi-layer and multi-folded cardboard box, which came apart and flat (ready for the recycling bin) after some fiddling without any glue, clips or tape at all.
I have no idea how to engineer those industrial Origami wonders, but some are so brilliant, they make unpacking almost more fascinating than the unwrapping.
Thoughts
origami, packaging, presents, recycling