Gone Black Bin Gone My Life 28 MAY 2015

Sigh. I dislike the fact that this game even exists here in South Africa. Every Sunday evening I dutifully place my municipal black wheelie bin out for emptying by the refuse disposal truck the next day, and every Monday evening when I come back home from work, I anxiously scan the complex’s returned pool of bins, hoping to catch a glimpse of my beloved No.5 bin – grasping at the fact that my neighbours’ bins look far prettier and thus more inviting to ‘borrow’ than mine. (A completely made up notion of course, but it works for me.)

Exciting stuff I tell you.

Sadly however, this week my bin was not in the returned pool of bins. I slowly drove around the complex to make sure that it hadn’t just been delivered to someone else by mistake, but sadly no. My black bin is gone (again).

I just hope it isn’t feeling too lonely… wherever it is.

*sniff*

municipal black wheelie bin

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Software developer, husband and dad to two little girls. Writer behind An Exploring South African. I don't have time for myself any more.

  • Hammersteyn

    LOL not the first thing I was expecting to read today, hope you find it.

    • Thanks, though I suspect I may as well start the process of getting another one from the municipality. Man, these stolen bins must be costing them a small fortune!

      • Hammersteyn

        People steal them down here and use them as Shoprite trollies

  • Ryan Andre Lotter

    This time, PAINT something on it with more than just the no. 5….with a hideous colour paint. Personally mine has a lovely Teal no. 13 and the street name in the worst hand writing (AKA a 10 year old could have done it neater). All it’s other friends look prettier.

    • My bin(s) do have Country Mews 5 sprawled on them in cream paint.