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Tuesday, May 12, 2009


It's Tuesday and the recycling bin's already too full to receive my handful of waste paper. In part this is because Kevin the van driver, as well as shipping round thousands of books, boxes of stationery, odd bits of furniture and the occasional librarian, is now also having to pick up each and every library's waste paper for bringing back here to fill up the recycling bin.

"I don't know why they don't just have this bloody thing go on a tour of the provinces,"

I mutter darkly as I kick the bin.

"Aaargh!" cries out the Acq. Team as one, "don't say it! Not even in jest!"

Apparently, some of our finest brains have already suggested this.


Lavinia said...

Would it scandalize you to learn that I fill my recycle bin to the brim every single day? The one by my desk. I also have lots of shiz and giggles with the shreddies. On a regular basis.

Kevin Musgrove said...

It wouldn't Lavinia, it's still easily done. I fill a wormery with shredded confidential waste once a month (three months later it's five litres of potting compost).

I'm scandalised by the idiocy of our service's "being green" by adding transport miles to the recycling (as well as the additional workload dumped on a willing driver we won't give a permanent job to).