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Who *does* this kind of thing?!

Sandra recently posted an item on her blog about some nasty miscreant stealing her beloved green bin. She and Jojo are humbly dedicated to Doing The Right Thing and Handling Their Waste Properly:

i suppose instead of being self-satisfied and complacent we should have been chaining our garbage bin to our porch and writing our address on it in big sharpie pen, and realized that we are surrounded by people who create so much garbage that they have to GO AND STEAL SOMEONE ELSE'S GARBAGE BIN in order to have properly presented garbage for the city to collect. jesus. we are now going to have to pay our fair city $50 for a new garbage bin. garbage put out in anything but an approved, registered bin does not get collected.


Now, Amanda and I were struck last night by someone not so morally outrageous, but evil nonetheless. While Amanda was doing laundry at the pair of machines on our floor, someone came along with wet clothes and put them in the empty dryer that she was about to use..... and TOOK our LAUNDRY BIN. Just vamoosed with the hamper. Took it. Didn't bring it back.

Who *does* that?! What kind of person would show up *with* clothes, and leave with an *empty* hamper that's not theirs? WTF? It doesn't make sense. As angry as I am, I'm moreso baffled. It's just ridiculous. She left a note inviting the bin-thief to return the item, but no one has.

Two days earlier, I was on another floor doing laundry, and couldn't use the dryer, because someone had put powdered laundry detergent IN THE DRYER. Not just in the rotating drum, but a healthy dose in the lint filter! Who *does* that?! My guess was that an inattentive parent was doing laundry with a mostly unsupervised child who took the powder and put it in the dryer, much as a child would put a sandwich in a VCR. Either that or someone is stupid and mean. WTF?

We were out at Starbucks on the weekend to meet the agents and plot out our end-game strategy on the house purchase. I excused myself to the bathroom, where I found the toilet seat down, covered in urine. Who *does* this?! I couldn't help but wonder at the mental process that allows someone to believe it's perfectly fine to piss all over a closed toilet seat .... and then not even flush. WTF? Seriously, if you're the kind of person who pees on toilet seats in public bathrooms -- tell me what you're thinking. Tell me how this makes sense to you. Tell me what rationalizations you use to make it alright to soak a public toilet seat with your own urine.

Who *does* this stuff?

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  1. I am not sure who does this stuff...I know that in T.O. it's some kind of organized crime stealing the garbage bins...
    As for all the other stuff, who knows? I think that selfish, bad behaviour has become the norm in our society - it's even rewarded! Anywone remember Steve-O taking a dump in a hardware store display in Jackass?

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  2. When we moved into our new house 4 years ago ... the neighbours (two of them) used to sneak up to the curb and steal our garbage bags. Freaked me OUT the first time. I couldn't figure out what they wanted with our garbage.

    In Orillia, you don't get garbage collected without a garbage tag on the bag, or on the garbage pail. The neighbours ran out, so they took our garbage and put it on top of their garbage in the pail.

    Told them after that - just ask for a freakin' tag instead - I have no problem sharing :)

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