Alternate Sides is not ashamed to admit that when these same neighbors bought new, even larger, Hummer-like trashcans, she accepted with humility the offer of their hobbled hand-me-downs, one of which limped to the curb with a missing wheel for the next few years. They had holes in their rubber bottoms from years of being dragged, and left smelly trails of leaking waste in the driveway. Also, we confess to harboring a bit of trashcan envy-our neighbors had very impressive SUV-like plastic bins on wheels, whereas we had the old-fashioned kind, left behind by the former owners of the house and probably purchased in the 1950s. Trash nights were a chore, and the kids were always suddenly and suspiciously engaged in homework. With a family of five, however, our refuse was considerable. All commendable, mind you-all things that Alternate Sides endorses. Nevertheless, much cursing ensued on those evenings when the trash needed to be hauled to the curb, with two different recycling bins and yard debris in separate bags, to boot. It was all a bit intimidating, but we were intrigued by the thought of living in a place so efficiently run it had earned this affectionately derisive nickname. Regarding the latter, our tutor spelled out the rules and regulations governing this complicated activity in what he referred to as The People’s Republic of Montgomery County.
#96 GALLON SUPERCAN HOW TO#
After crash-landing in Montgomery County some 15 years ago, we recall receiving a primer on local life-which corner to stand on to catch the school bus, where the closest supermarket was, and how to take out the trash.
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