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<blockquote>I once had a crate of records from a storage that was a complete biohazard - molded over, and crap titles to boot. The storage wanted something like $40 to dispose of it, so I figured hey, I'll just dump it somewhere.<br /><br />You'd be surprised how hard it is to just dump something. I got chased away from several dumpsters (contractors, Sween!) and police shooed me away from underneath the freeway. Finally, I found a dumpster that appeared to be unattended... two Mexican laborers spotted me from the roof but were nice enough to let me (finally) dump the box of moldy records. </blockquote><br /><br />Oh dude, next time hit me up and I'll direct you to a proper disposal location with the utmost quickness.<br /><br /><br />At my old job we were called on one day to go and repair phones due to heavy storm damage, which was not my usual area of expertise. So I wound up in a multi-million dollar area of Garden City, and long story short I had never been treated like such a lump of dogshit by anyone in my life. I have a fairly photographic memory and made a strong mental note of the location of the home, vowing some day to have some type of self-indulgent revenge to the poor treatment that I received.<br /><br />A year or so later I was enrolled in the university which is located in the same neighborhood, and one night while driving to school I cut down a side street and realized that I was on the same block as that f*cking house that I vowed to one day return to and dole out my own chilled dish of sociopathic revenge. I looked around my car real quick for some ammo but all I had was an empty bag of takeout, so I kept on my way and decided to come back. After all, I had two years ahead of me of driving this same route so I knew I could come up with something better.<br /><br />For the next year or two I deposited a couple of open newspapers and a wad of napkins out the window of the car if there was even the slightest breeze as I drove by the house. Sometimes I'd do it up the block a bit in the hopes it would blow down to where they lived, but either way I made sure to at least a couple of times a month make the street look a little like Roosevelt. <br /><br />To compensate, I frequently pick up litter I find on the beach. Yin and yang and all that bullshit.
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