Remember, Tuesday’s Soylent Green Day!

I have lived in my apartment for over two years now. One would think at this point I would remember that Tuesday is garbage day and that means the garbage needs to be out by 7am. Nope. I woke up this morning to the beep, beep, beep of the garbage truck while mine was safely inside my home. I woke up knowing from past experience that at this point I wouldn’t make it outside on time. I told myself, “What does it take for me to remember TUESDAY = Garbage Day?”

To be fair to myself, there is a slim window to take out the garbage. This is squirrel turf around here. Take the garbage out too early and you got a bag with its entrails hanging out before the garbage employee even makes the rounds. Not to mention you get a very upset garbage person. I have been privy to conversations, having had a number of experiences where I grab the garbage and run out just in time to hand it over. Understandably, the garbage employees are not too happy with disemboweled bags in our neighborhood.

The other end of this dilemma is I do have from 6pm on Monday until 7am Tuesday to get the garbage out and for some reason it is at this time that my mind goes into amnesiac response. Not a whiff of memory on my end, excuse the pun.

I’m garbage challenged folks. I just made a sign in the blue/green color of the city bags that says “Tuesday is Garbage Day!” I have put it right next to my door and am making another for above the garbage.