I’m not particularly upset at being robbed, I am more…puzzled. Someone – or someones – has stolen my city garbage bin. For a lark? Well, ok but how drunk or stupid do you have to be for garbage can purloining to be a lark?
I phoned the city (because there is NO WAY I’m phoning the police over this) – and the woman I talked to was bewildered, but helpful. Apparently someone from waste management will give me a call. I, however, must curb the mystery reading and watching Numb3rs and Criminal Minds. Because it did occur to me that with numbers stamped on the side of each bin, if my bin turns up on the edges of town with a body inside, someone other that a city waste worker will be turning up on my front step.
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