
Enough trash talk. This is at the Giant Flea market Ocean Grove. Blogfinger photo. 6/11/22. 9:30 am.
Scene: Home Depot gardening department, in the garbage receptacle section. According to the Neptune Department of Public Misunderstanding, they said under 42 gallons and no more than 50 pounds. I couldn’t find 40 or 38 gallons. I wanted the latter,but a worker riding a sort of fork lift said that he never saw a 38 gallon pail. But I did find a 32 gallon pail that could accept 100 pounds.
I was sick and tired of spending time trying to read the minds over at DPW. So I decided to take the bull**** by the horns, toss out my old 48 gallon pail and buy the 32 gallon model.
But what if I filled my new 32 gallon receptacle with 13 gallon kitchen bags stuffed with garbage, and what if it weighed 85 pounds?
So that’s it. I will fill my new pail to over-flowing and then put the extra garbage bags in a little pile at the curb. Enuf awready! I dragged my new pail over to the cashier. She was a young woman listening to music in her little booth. Her name is Jameselle.
She rang me up but I needed help signing my name with my finger. I liked her music; it was lively with a beat.
Me: What’s the name of the song?
She: “Up All Night.”
Me: “What’s it about?”
She: Giggling and then laughing out loud .
Me: Laughing with her. “OK, let’s change the subject. Please send me an email receipt.”
BECK : “Up All Night”
“Just want to stay up all night with you
Just want to stay up all night with you
There’s nothing that I wouldn’t rather do
Just want to stay up all night with you.”
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