Looks like we got some interesting trash-ish items to dispose of! When you’re taking trash out early, might as well make it into interesting shapes, right? That way The Box won’t get lonely, although it might be a little jealous.
When you have an itch, you gotta scratch it! Can’t wait until the next pickup day, because ain’t nobody got time for that! Plus, Box was feeling lonely. Now Bag and Box can spill the tea until Sunday night.
After being gone for a few days (maybe a week), they’re back, and immediately chucked their trash outside. I imagine they had a pound of shrimp shells baking away the while time they were gone, filling the apartment with a delightful odor (IYKYK). Either way, the bag is safely outside where it can add more
Bin was left out of the party. Ditched, you might say. Poor bin! Oh well, their ride isn’t coming anytime soon: there’s no UberTrash service until Sunday night!
The Box is still there. This is a staring contest I cannot win. To add insult to injury, the “Rang” camera is back and the chime is set to maximum volume. Every time I walk by, it chimes. When I’m inside doing whatever, I can tell when someone walks down the hallway by the chime.
Another bag sets out on its journey, and the Box is here to see it off. The box hasn’t moved at all, but you can feel its despair at the situation. Trashbags may come and go, but Box is steady, constant and eternal.
We took some time off because we’re bored with our bleak, joyless existence, but the lure of the Box was enough to draw us back in, even if only for a short time. That’s right, the Box is still out there. Is it out of spite? Is it a dare? Is it unwanted? Is it
“I don’t care. I don’t care at all and I don’t care who knows it!” That’s probably what the voices are screaming behind the closed door, after the black bag was introduced to the box with little pomp and no circumstance. Did they at least tie it closed? Meh, what difference does it make? It
Listen, mister. When it is time to take out the trash, *I* say when it is okay to put it out, not you and your rules!! The wreath matches the bag ribbon! ‘Tis the season for the reason if you’re not committing acts of treason!
You know how it is: you get home from work around 5, and start making dinner. Now the house smells like fish and the trash is full and stinky. The last thing you want to do is deal with any of that, so you open a window to air the place out, bag the trash
At first it looked like someone had dropped off a large piece, then upon closer inspection—more like a cursory glance—it was apparent there was nothing but packing materials inside. Breaking down boxes can be fun, but I guess it wasn’t fun enough to make the effort. The trash guys get to deal with trying to
Yeah, it’s great we have bins in the hallways all the time, and packed full of trash, too! I saw this display at 8:18 am. Was it left put from last night? Put out this morning? Meh, who cares, just leave it out all day, Ace! The asthetic is not something that’ll end up on
Big Bag, check. Oops, we have one or two small bags! What to do…? Meh, just toss it on top. Should be fine. Yes, this is a nitpick. Sue me.
For fun, let’s cram the trash in the box and put whatever’s in that box into the trashbag. CHAOS!
