Thanks to my partner, I no longer feel quite so silly for having inserted a CD upside down in the player. Yesterday afternoon we shared a brief exchange about the weather and resulting plight of city workers forced to pick up garbage in near zero degree temperatures.
“I don’t know how the garbage men will do it tomorrow.”
“I wonder how they’re handling it today,” I retorted.
“But our garbage pickup is tomorrow.”
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What do you think? Should sanitation workers only have to work one day a week? Perhaps in their own neighborhood?