I worked at a recycling depot once.When they pick up the stuff people put out on the curb for recycling, they eventually dump it onto a conveyor belt and it is sorted by hand by about 20 hapless fucks. I learned only one thing doing this: People will try and recycle anything vaguely plastic. Vibrators, dildos, syringes, used condoms, shitty nappies. All rummaged through by me in an attempt to find glass or plastic bottles. And this stuff would often sit on the factory floor for months and months before we got to it, so it had plenty of time to 'mature' in the heat (summer being the busiest time).
Surprising/depressing fact: I lasted 1.5 years doing this. On the upside, I did learn to repress my gag reflex, so it was of course ...well worth it.
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Tue 11 Nov 2003, 2:57,
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Surprising/depressing fact: I lasted 1.5 years doing this. On the upside, I did learn to repress my gag reflex, so it was of course ...well worth it.
i did that jobfor a day. Except I wasn't even on the conveyor belt. i was one of the plebs ripping open the bags and tipping the stuff onto the conveyor.
Items found....
3 books
A working carriage clock
Winnie the Pooh
And the best bit? The guy who drove the JCB that intermittantly shoved all the waste towards you pulling reverse wheelies in the car park. They were fucking cool.
(Items found....
3 books
A working carriage clock
Winnie the Pooh
And the best bit? The guy who drove the JCB that intermittantly shoved all the waste towards you pulling reverse wheelies in the car park. They were fucking cool.
fishsticks,
Tue 11 Nov 2003, 18:58,
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