The other day, I looked out my front window and there was a green monster sitting in my driveway.
Turns out this is the new "bin" where you have to deposit your food scraps and a myriad of other things, including dairy products, cheese, yogurt, eggs, and other leftover food (I wonder if the eggs have to be hard-boiled), and then they will come along and empty it each week, just like the regular garbage pick-up.
Honestly, this thing is so big it would hold all the food scraps of a large fivestar restaurant for a week! The thing is at least five feet deep.
I can't reach the bottom of it, and I had to tip it over to get the monster's baby out: the little "bin" that you're supposed to put under the sink to collect the stuff to feed the big monster.
I wonder what the big monster is going to smell like after it's been used for a month or so.
I also note that the monster is made to be picked up by mechanical means on a garbage truck.
I am a single male and I live in a one-level townhouse with a single-car garage. Like those of many other households, my garage is full with a freezer, food storage closet, some garden tools, a small workbench, and many shelves filled with my stuff.
Also, there's a large-sized car that I usually try to fit in.
I've already got a garbage can in the garage, and now they're asking me to make room for a monster that I neither need, want, nor have room for.
I can understand that we need to reduce the amount of garbage going to the landfills, but this is ridiculous. I'm quite sure a small bin about a quarter the size of the monster would be sufficient for many households- or one bin shared between three of four houses.
But no, I'm told that I must have it, and I'll be in big trouble if I just leave it out on the street.
Boy, I can't wait till next Friday when the garbage truck tries to pick up the bins from both sides of our little, single-lane road.
I sometimes wonder what the powers that be have been smoking when they come up with these great ideas.
Al Adams, Pitt Meadows