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Life lesson of the day:
May. 26th, 2008 12:12 pmMany undergrads are ICKY. Ugh.
It's the day after graduation, see, so everyone is moving out. I walked up the hill to get plastic ziplock bags (a weird-stuff-you-own packing essential) and some quarters for laundry and a sandwich and, ugh.
There are heaps of trash all along the street; it's not sorted into trash and recycling. There are plastic trash bags filled with cardboard and paper and bottles and food scraps, there are random broken pieces of furniture in the middle of the sidewalk, there are shoes and computer monitors and broken boxes and bottles of shampoo.
And you know what makes this completely fucking ridiculous? I live in a college town that has a Dump and Run service! Yes, that's right: you call the Dump and Run representative, and they will send someone by with a van who will take away your clothing, old computers, whatever, anything that's not broken and not a mattress, and sell it for charity! They will even carry it down to the curb if you live in a walkup, so it is in fact less work, except for the part where you have to sort the broken and non-donatable out.
Also, the line for sandwiches was out the door. BASTARDS.
It's the day after graduation, see, so everyone is moving out. I walked up the hill to get plastic ziplock bags (a weird-stuff-you-own packing essential) and some quarters for laundry and a sandwich and, ugh.
There are heaps of trash all along the street; it's not sorted into trash and recycling. There are plastic trash bags filled with cardboard and paper and bottles and food scraps, there are random broken pieces of furniture in the middle of the sidewalk, there are shoes and computer monitors and broken boxes and bottles of shampoo.
And you know what makes this completely fucking ridiculous? I live in a college town that has a Dump and Run service! Yes, that's right: you call the Dump and Run representative, and they will send someone by with a van who will take away your clothing, old computers, whatever, anything that's not broken and not a mattress, and sell it for charity! They will even carry it down to the curb if you live in a walkup, so it is in fact less work, except for the part where you have to sort the broken and non-donatable out.
Also, the line for sandwiches was out the door. BASTARDS.
