Recycle Bin Pimpin

So for a while now the trash guys have not been taking our recycling and for about as long my girlfriend has been with out a job (but ironicly with a Master’s Degree) So rather than let the grumpy alley trolls that scavenge through my complex’s recyclables I decided I would keep all that crap in my house until I could no longer stand the site of it and go cash in. I haven’t actually recycled for cash since I was a Webelo and the little money I did collect went straight to McDonald’s I’m sure. I by the way was an amazingly good Boy Scout, I dressed sharp and believed every word of it until I noticed I was the only one. As I was saying though with my girlfriend being jobless the prospect of extra money for trash in my house seemed like a good trade off. To be honest I was hoping I would get enough to fund a Kool Keith ticket I got the shaft on because I had to pay rent and had only $19 in my checking account but at the same time I was ready to leave the spot with a $5.

So how did it go you say? It went okay I guess I got a “good for ghetto groceries at Pancho” or a “quick half tank of petro” $12.64. I gathered about 53 lbs of mixed glass (my Bourbon bottles are heavy as balls and Xty drinks so much American Ale you’d swear we won some lawsuit where Anheiser Busch paid us off in brew) Here’s a pic of the load that filled the trunk of my civic.

recycling $12 load