In polite company we call this: Paying a visit to the Brussels Waste Disposal and Recycling Facility.
Don't you think it still looks like a dump?
Oddly-enough the old pick-up truck started. It was really slow to crank and fire-up but it did finally start. No wonder - it's been sitting in the shed since Christmastime I think. And it's been horrifically cold lately. I was feeling really sort of smug about that old, reliable truck of mine.
In any event, I arrive at the dump and dump my three barrels of recyclables and a pile of broken-down cardboard boxes. I prepare to depart and the battery is frankly just about dead. Engine won't crank. The guardian of the dump facility performed a good turn by allowing me to hook my jumper cables to his truck battery. Vroom!
So much for smugness.
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