Sunday night we put out the trash and recycling as usual - trash can, tub for papers & cardboard, tub for cans & plastic, and separate tub for bottles and glass. I was busy working on my latest jigsaw puzzle, B. watching tv, when I heard a knock at the door. We don't get a lot of unknown visitors so I was surprised to see a stranger, a man who was neat & clean - yet sort of scruffy looking. He reminded me of the homeless guys I work with on Tuesdays when I provide computer assistance, helping them search for jobs and housing. Our most frequent unknown visitors are folks wanting us to sign petitions or someone wanting us to join some environmental organization - and they generally have clipboards with them. This guy had no clipboard, only a question: could he please have a bag? Apparently, the bag he had brought was not big enough to hold this week's empty bottles and cans which he'll take in for refunds. The empties included those from our Labor Day gathering so there were a lot of them.
We gave him a bag and he went back to sorting through the bottles and cans. B. said he had talked with the fellow last Sunday night so it looks like this is our regular recycling guy (as opposed to the trucks that come and collect everything on Monday morning).
So, now I've gotten to meet the trashman. But I have some questions for him: his name, are there regular routes that each person handles, how did he get this area, where does he live, does every area in the city have someone who goes around and works through the discarded trash, etc., etc. Maybe I'll learn some of the answers in upcoming weeks.
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