Thursday, May 20, 2010

Adrift, Timeless, In A Sea Of My Own Garbage

Trash day is on Wednesday. It has been since I moved in here. So why is my trash still here? Was there a strike? Did the garbage truck break down? Did they accidentally skip my street? (The neighbors' is still here, too.) Did they change the day without telling me? Man, with the weird hours I work, trash day was the one thing keeping me anchored in the week and vigilant about remembering what day it is. What will I do without it? More importantly, when are they gonna pick up my damn trash?