My garbage man is a “wise guy”. This guy has me by the short and curlies.
The guy gave me grief one day a couple years ago.
I was mowing my lawn and he stopped me to ask me if I ‘was starting my own landfill?’.
I thought, I don’t have to take that shit from a frickin ‘garbage man’. I will switch services.
I switched and things went well for awhile.
Then my new service got bought out by a crappier service. They still picked up my trash without giving me any grief but the service was worse and more expensive.
Whatever. At least i didn’t have to deal with the smart assed trash man while mowing my lawn.
The crappy trash pick up got bought out by the smart ass trash man’s company. Now I am stuck with smart ass garbage man.
No other options.
This guy charges the crap out of me if i don’t fit a weeks worth of trash from 7 people into two 95 gallon cans. 1 extra can will cost ya $95. what a deal.
Almost got a dumpster but wife put her foot down on that one. Lots of coons around here.
May still get one if this guy keeps up the attitude.
I deal with drama, politics, and BS for a month or more at a time at work. I can’t believe i gotta come home on my off time and deal with a “wiseguy garbageman”.
Things are ok as long as i am home to seperate the recycle from the household trash. The minute i go back to work recycle cans get turned into trash cans. Thus my trash bill doubles when i leave but i never get to see the bill so i can bitch about it. the wife sees to that.
Putting the trash in her name don’t help. she still pays the bill with my checking account.