Saturday, January 29, 2011
I'm tired of the snow.
I worked at the Red Key tonight. Which I always enjoy.
And I usually like taking out the trash.
But now the dumpster is halfway across the icy parking lot.
With a big iron bar across the lid. When unlocked the bar only moves a few inches.
There are two choices. One is to hold the lid up with your head as you swing the heavy bag five feet up to get it in the dumpster. The second is to talk a hapless customer into going with you to help. Then you get to hold the lip up with your arms as the trash and bottles are hurled just inches from your face.
I'm not bitter.