Neighbor asked if I saw who stole her garbage can

Neighbor asked if I saw who stole her garbage can

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  1. This happened to my wife recently. We are seperated but I had just gotten her moved into a rental house. She called me to tell me the trash came and all that was left were the wheels to the can. Told her to call the company. They brought a new one out.

  2. This did happen to my neighbors trash can and I happened to be out of the house the moment it happened. The driver realized what happened and looked around then locked eyes with me. He nervously got out of the truck then started looking at my neighbor’s recycling bin to find a name or so to reach out to them but he found nothing, so he just left.

  3. Republic is the fucking worst in my area. Weeks go by without picking up stuff and every time i call its “oh wow i havent heard about this in your area yet!? Let me transfer you”..mother fucker ive called every day for a week

  4. The company will replace it. They probably already know about it. The driver and crew are not allowed to go into the crusher to retrieve items under any circumstances.

  5. I spent over 9 years in the industry and drove several manner of trucks, including sideloaders like these.

    Ever play a video game and your brain misfires and you hit the wrong button? That’s basically what likely happened here. It’s not nefarious, hes not an a-hole. Some companies allow you to retrieve the can from the hopper. Others dont. However it is his job to call in and let them know it happened (if he cant retrieve the can or isnt allowed). But like any job, you do have jerks. But mostly, its bitter jaded people who are burned out and just dont care anymore. But they do it because it’s good money and they likely cant make that much anywhere else.

    It all depends on 2 things. The guy responsible for destroying the can, and the company he works for. He can call it in but cant make the company give you a good experience. But instead he will be the one the customer lashes out at when he shows up next time.

    I remember one time, some guy had about 8-10 metal poles sticking out of his can. They were roughly10 feet long. Maybe longer. There was no way I could dump it. If I did it would get stuck in my hopper. We had a rule that anything in the can must not be longer than the can itself. I didnt hold anyone to the letter of that rule. I knew what i could take. And those were far bigger than the truck could handle.

    Guy chased me down in his car, almost caused me to slam into him as he cut me off, and cussed me out. I mean this guy was absolutely livid. At that point, I’m not nice to you. If you’re going to act that way towards me, I dont need to take your shit. I told him the rule, that they were too big. He tried to force me to give him my name, I gave him my first and he demanded my last. I told him no. He screamed at the top of his lungs that he was a lawyer and that I was required by law to give it to him. I told him my last name was go fuck yourself, how about that law? And if he didnt move out of my way right now, I would call the cops. Apparently he was smart enough to do that but before leaving told me he would make sure my ass was fired no matter what it took.

    I never heard a peep from anyone about him. These kinds of interactions happen ALOT. While we are a service industry, these are usually grown roughneck type guys you are dealing with and are not going to put up with being treated that way laying down. And our bosses know it.

    So cut these dudes some slack if theres a chance it’s not their fault. Be nice. Ask them. Being nice goes a LONG way to getting what you want. I had a customer who didnt qualify for a door service. They asked me if I could and there would be a cold drink waiting for me if I did. Best customers.

  6. I got off the subway in Philly and this station is on the Edge of a big park. I was walking down the sidewalk and behind me I could hear “sir my phone! Sir you stole my phone!”

    The shouting gets louder and I realize the “sir” is me. I whip around and go “YES”.

    “You stole my phone!”

    “I don’t have your fucking phone” I said

    She calls me rude but just then somebody in the park yelled “I GOT YOUR PHONE BITCH!” And she went running into the woods.

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