It's Just Garbage!

 I think someone forgot to turn on the switch.  As much as I thought winter had arrived, we seem to now be stuck in Fall.  The weather guessers say our temps will be between 60 degree days and 40 degree nights for the next ten days.  At long last the trees are starting to turn colors and the leaves are falling.  Everything is shifting south and the earth is flat.  Just kidding, but I can hear Chicken Little in the Castle, every Bingo night.

First however, I got to play with my new little toy, the Christmas Tree Lights controller.  It only has two plug-ins, but since I haven't gone crazy with the lights, I only need two.  For ten bucks, this thing is a blast.  It even comes with a remote control and a dusk to dawn sensor.  I played with it for a bit before heading off to the great land of Bingo and another wonderful night with the peasants.

Lookie here ... even the Elks decorated the building with employee stockings.  Sadly, they are hung so low that even "I" bumped my head as I walked through the doorway.  There is lots of anticipation since Santa will visit and fill their stockings with a yearly Christmas bonus.  

Right off the bat, you can see the confab happening there as I look through the door from my safe haven.

On this night it wasn't the peasants who were up in arms with arrows, slingshots and pitchforks, it was the CREW.  The cities around here have become ridiculous when it comes to garbage.  Apparently the County has let a new company take over the garbage dump outside of town.  

The new rules are absolutely crazy.  Food and ONLY food must now go in a separate garbage can, to sit outside our building and rot for a week before pickup.  Can you just imagine the smell of that in our 105-110 degree summer weather?  Can you just imagine the homeless digging through all that?

Anything paper must go in another bin along with plastic bottles and cardboard boxes.  The third bin is for styrofoam cups and plates, but ONLY if they do NOT have food on them.  Ummm don't all styrofoam plates have food on them?  I think that's what they are made for.  Come on, it's all just garbage!

Of course last week, no one followed the new rules, which are confusing at best.  They put all their pull tabs into the food bin, which of course our crew had to extract.  I swear they did that on purpose.  THUS ... the NEW rules for our brown trash bags handed out when they paid for Bingo.  

Sadly, I wasn't there when this was written up.  It seems pretty confusing and I think they left out a bunch of commas.  We handed these out to everyone, whereupon they just did what they did last time ... put food in their brown paper bags.  Sometimes I think the peasants do it just to aggravate us.  Payback as it were for them not winning.  They have been known to purposely plug up the toilets in the women's restroom on many occasions.

The night was loud and proud as 133 players either grumbled or screamed for joy.  No big money games were won, but I gave away enough to buy a car.  That's better than a finger in a pumpkin pie!!  

That's when the best part of the night came along.  I received a phone call from an unknown number.  I never call those back, but this time I decided to take a chance.  One of the bingo players makes tamales every year ... and they are amazing!!  The husband was calling to see if I wanted any, since the wife does not speak English.  That's the best reference ever!!

I placed an order for FIVE dozen.  I don't eat them all myself, though I probably could because they are so good!  You can't even tell what this is because they are fresh out of the steam pot.  I gave away three dozen to my cohorts for helping with the rowdy peasants and brought two dozen home.

The rest of the night went pretty well ... no Knights had to be called to quell knife fights.  It seems the air of thanksgiving was permeating the building ... a rarity!!

Lucky for me I balanced ... except for the five dollars of nickels, dimes and pennies that I stashed in our slush fund.  It's a bucket under the counter so we don't have to deal with all that change.  

I was late getting home ... after 10:00.  I was almost falling asleep at the counter, but I had to repack the tamales into smaller bags and stick them ... still hot ... into the fridge.  I'll freeze a bunch today.  I was thinking however, I need to find a better way to heat them up again.  Frozen, then nuked, doesn't do them justice.  So how do you reheat YOUR tamales??

Though my turkey for tomorrow is thawing in the fridge, I'll be eating out at a friends house and cooking for myself on Friday.  I'm looking forward to lots of Cooper snuggle time.

Happy Hump Day and here's hoping you have a wonderful Thanksgiving Day with your family and friends!!!