OK. Today was recycling day in my neighbourhood. I woke up at around 7am, dutifully separated the items in my blue bin, and hauled er' outside. I was getting ready for school and heard the truck go by, assuming everything was hunky dory. As a proceeded to leave for school, I decided to bring my blue bin back inside, so that my lovely lil' street was not obscured by my massive blue box. I noticed that the recycling men did not take everything and as I turned over my blue box, I started to swear.One of my neighbours, I have yet to uncover their identity, had decided to fill my blue box with all their unwantables/ non- recycables. It was the opposite of burglaring. They left me presents. A coffee maker, some mugs and a whack of styrofoam. Those bastards.
I've met my neighbours, they all seemed super nice and I can't think of anyone hat would have done this. I though our community was getting along fine,then one person ruins it for everyone. Now I have to stand guard by my blue box every other week. I feel disconnected from my community now because I suspect EVERYONE...My eye is on the old lady across the street....
Stay tuned as I hone my detective skills!
