Today was Windy Trash Day at the Ping’s Virginia headquarters. Windy Trash Day is a day that comes, often unannounced, and wreaks havoc on the neighborhood’s trash recepticle system. It’s not unusual to come home and find one’s trash can blown a block and a half away on days like today. And since the Home Depot near us doesn’t seem to sell trash cans with lids that are connected to their bottoms, frequently lids are separated from their lower-halves.
What’s worse, though, is that a lot of people, for whatever reason, decide not to use trash cans. They just throw their bags out onto the curb, which may be normal in the Big City, but in the suburbs, it can cause some issues. Sure, there’s the stink and the fact that my dog has to stop at every single pile of trash bags to sniff (she walks right by trash cans with well-secured lids), but on Windy Trash Days, bags that aren’t tied tightly will spew forth their contents onto the street. By this morning, it was only dryer sheets, but I fear it could be much worse by the time this evening rolls around.
On days like today, we often opt to just wait until next week to put our trash out. Just being two of us, we don’t accumulate all that much trash from week to week (our recycling is more significant), but for those families with kids, they have no option. They have to hope and pray that the God of Wind is kind to them and doesn’t blow their trash can beyond where they can find it.
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