I was all set a minute ago to tie this into to Tennessee, and the way it's a bit different culture from South Carolina where I was raised, but I don't think that's a valid point. You can just about see South Carolina from here in an airplane, that's not it at all. I think it's everywhere.
I was working here on loan for a few years and there was a smoking area (back when smoking was okay) and the smoking area was piled up so high in trash that there was a 2-foot around area around the 2-gallon bucket overflowing with cigarette butts.
One day I finally "saw" it. This is disgusting. I will take it upon myself to clean this area up.
I went and found a broom and a shovel and two 55-gallon industrial trash bags. Filled them both up. They were so heavy I could only drag them so far, out into the "people" traffic area. I'll just leave them right here. Somebody will haul them "away."
That same week I got called away to another mill for a whole year. When I came back, those bags were still there. I just left them right there.
Two weeks ago, there was a big gig at the training center. One of the folks decided they would help out at the end of the day by taking the garbage bag out of the can and putting it outside the front door of the training center, instead of carrying it the rest of the way to the dumpster on the edge of the parking lot. He just put it "right there."
The next morning I went to open the building dark and early and the biggest skunk I've ever seen was walking on top of that garbage bag, trying to figure a way into it. I ran him off and when I got back from the dumpster the same skunk was back, playing in the water that was running out of the cooler I left to drain.
I caught myself today, nearly did it myself. We were setting up a room and the Environmental Lady said, "Sit in this chair - do you think it's wobbly?"
Hey, thanks, you want ME to try it? Yes it was. So I started to just put it "over there." No, I dragged it all the way outside to the bucket and it was gone.
I was working here on loan for a few years and there was a smoking area (back when smoking was okay) and the smoking area was piled up so high in trash that there was a 2-foot around area around the 2-gallon bucket overflowing with cigarette butts.
One day I finally "saw" it. This is disgusting. I will take it upon myself to clean this area up.
I went and found a broom and a shovel and two 55-gallon industrial trash bags. Filled them both up. They were so heavy I could only drag them so far, out into the "people" traffic area. I'll just leave them right here. Somebody will haul them "away."
That same week I got called away to another mill for a whole year. When I came back, those bags were still there. I just left them right there.
Two weeks ago, there was a big gig at the training center. One of the folks decided they would help out at the end of the day by taking the garbage bag out of the can and putting it outside the front door of the training center, instead of carrying it the rest of the way to the dumpster on the edge of the parking lot. He just put it "right there."
The next morning I went to open the building dark and early and the biggest skunk I've ever seen was walking on top of that garbage bag, trying to figure a way into it. I ran him off and when I got back from the dumpster the same skunk was back, playing in the water that was running out of the cooler I left to drain.
I caught myself today, nearly did it myself. We were setting up a room and the Environmental Lady said, "Sit in this chair - do you think it's wobbly?"
Hey, thanks, you want ME to try it? Yes it was. So I started to just put it "over there." No, I dragged it all the way outside to the bucket and it was gone.
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