Every other Thursday I put out my recycling bins for pick-up. No big deal. This past Thursday I decided to put my bins out early. As I'm walking back, I noticed a car slowly pulling up alongside my driveway. A older man comes out and begins to rummage through my bins! This is something I didn't expect to see. My guess is he's searching for items with a deposit. Soda. Beer. He quickly forages through my stuff and moves on to my neighbor's bins all the way down the street. As he pulls away in his beater car, random thoughts popped into my head...
Curiosity.
I wonder what kind of gas mileage he gets. All that starting and stopping can't be good for his car.
For the amount of money he collects, does it even cover his gas? My guess is no.
He really needs to do a cost vs profit analysis. I wonder if he has Excel.
Fear.
Some random guy is going through my discarded containers. He basically has a first hand look at what I eat and drink on a regular basis. He can tell that I drink beer long after the drink by date... That my wife and I have an addiction to Dunkin Donuts Iced Coffee... That I only eat strawberry yogurt. I'm not comfortable with that.
Well as a result of this recent encounter I will only put my bins out late in the evening. Some may say I'm heartless by denying a man a few nickels but I'm really just saving him a stop. I don't drink soda and I occasionally drink beer. If anything i've improved his fuel efficiency ever so slightly. You're welcome random recycling bin rummager guy. Keep on recycling!
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