My Husband is a true humanitarian. He was off early yesterday (don't tell his boss) so he did some productive "stuff" around the house. One of the things on his to do list was the recycling. Once he got back he had told me that there was a line up for the bottle depot and didn't want to wait to do that. So the great and inpatient guy he is, he just gave the bag of mostly juice boxes to someone waiting in line.
He made a point to tell me that he gave the bag to the guys with the most crappiest car.
Doesn't that make you want give him the ol nudge on the shoulder and say "good for you"...
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Bringing back bottles sucks. We have a cupboard that's always full of empty bottles, and I'm always hoping some kid will knock on the door and say they're collecting bottles to get money for some sport activity or trip. Sometimes it happens.
All we have to do is throw our recycling into a blue tub and have said tub waiting out back on Friday morning. Buuut, given the space restraints of our kitchen, the blue tub lives down in the basement. So, the recycling piles on the kitchen counter before being hauled downstairs, where it is promptly forgotten until Friday afternoon where upon it is remembered that it has been overflowing the blue tub for the past two weeks. Would it really be that much trouble for the trash guys to come knock on our door and remind us ;)
And good for you, Simon. That's the laziest good deed I've heard in a while.
I remember collecting bottles (and later aluminum cans) as a kid and getting money back for them. I don't even know if glass bottles still get any kind of refund, at least in the southern US. Good for Simon for giving those to folks who needed it more.
Sticking with Moksha's them, we once lived in a town where we had to divide all our recyclables into categories -- cardboard, paper, plastic, newspaper (back when we subscribed). Here we have a city-provided upright, wheeled can just like our garbage can (only a little smaller), and no separation needed.
We live in a city where we pay per bag of garbage. Or you pay to have a large can. So, recycling is the way to go here. It is free accept for the time it take to keep it separated and the time it takes to get it to the depot. It doesn't much inconvenient me since it is Simon who does it. He seems to enjoy the outing with one or two of the kids.
The big city of Edmonton has a curb-side recycling program, but we out here in the suburbs of St.
Albert have to sort and recycle ourselves. I keep five bins in the basement furnace room to sort stuff out and just lug them out to the truck when they're full. Plus, on those trips where there are some bottles to return, I always feel justified in swinging by Tim Hortons for a celebratory Doughnut and coffee.
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