Garbage in Gabage out

As you know, I live in that little slice of that heaven we'll call Babbling Brook Lane; West Babbling Brook Lane to be exact. Last Monday we did not get a garbage pick up. We thought it was due to the fact that the roads in and about Babbling Brook Lane are being resurfaced. All of the residents left their trash out, expecting that someone would come to pick up the trash the next day. But they didn't. The recycling truck got through to pick up the recycling, but the trash: No. The sun beat down. The rain fell. Wednesday, on my way to work, I noticed that the trash was picked up on North Babbling Brook Lane. It was picked up on East Babbling Brook Lane. It was picked up on on Ipswitch and Dogwood and the other cross street but not on West Babbling Brook Lane. So, when I got to work, I called Viola Waste, the garbage service. The very nice young woman customer service person there told me that the truck couldn't get through because of the road re-surfacing, but they would pick up the trash today. When I got home, there it was, just like everyone else's garbage, sitting by the side of the road. So, Thursday morning, I called again. This time I was told again that the trucks couldn't get through. I again pointed out that the recycle truck made it. The customer service girl said they hadn't been able to get through because of the paving trucks. I pointed out that there had not been any trucks for 2 days and that the people on North Babbling Brook, East Babbling Brook, Ipswitch etc had gotten their garbage picked up in spite of the trucks. Then the girl told me that they couldn't come and get the garbage because they couldn't bring the truck on the new road without permission from the road people because the truck is heavy and might crack the new pavement. I confirmed with her that she could not tell me when they would be picking up our garbage from our newly blacktopped street and hung up. I have to admit that I kind of admired her imagination, but there more I thought about it, the more pissed I got. I mean really-crack the blacktop??? I also had visions of the local wildlife strewing the garbage up and down the lane. So, thanks to the miracle of modern technology, with a few clicks of my mouse I was sending a message to the 2, count'em 2 aldermen who represent the Babbling Brook subdivision-the ward boundary runs straight down North Babbling Brook.

Now I don't know if I had anything to do with it, but when I got home, the garbage had been picked up.

Order is once more restored.