My trash (should have been picked up Friday) is still on the street. I called, left a message that, once again, they have not picked up my trash, which is fine because their name and number is on the side of the trashcan for my neighbors to see and admire while my trash sits there, waiting to be picked up. You know, advertising for their wonderful service.
My Sunday paper is not there. Since we slept in, we could not call. I hope to remember this when my subscription runs out.
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