As the saying goes… one man’s trash is another man’s treasure but I wonder if this was intended for literal translation. I wonder if whoever phrased this idiom expected for us to one day look out our window to the sight of some stranger sorting through what we put by the curb to be taken by the garbage collector.
This week was big garbage pick-up week for my neighbourhood as I’m sure it was for a lot of communities in my area and maybe even yours. This encourages households to Spring clean and rid themselves of unneeded big items deemed unusable but as we drag said items down to the roadside we ponder who might drive by to take it away – before the city worker does.
And I’ve been wondering why there’s always such a negative connotation and non-interest in applying to collect garbage on a regular basis. Isn’t it more hygienic to wear the uniform, more worthwhile to be paid and more reputable to simply throw the bags in the back of the truck than to rummage it?
I agree that some people are wasteful and throw away perfectly good items they simply didn’t know what else to do with but after it’s used, left to collect dust, then dragged through the dirt and rained on I don’t understand the allure of any item.
But I’ve been wrong before. I’m sure some people have picked up some amazing items and maybe even re-sold them for a small fortune. Myself, I’d rather spend the night working to be paid or working on finding my internal treasures than driving from neighbourhood to town to slowly scout the best places to stop.
How many have you found a treasure left roadside? Do you scour the newspaper to schedule your Spring adventures? How do you feel about watching others take your items away? Do you watch as they rummage through your belongings? Feel a pang of regret if they load something into their car? Feel a pang of regret if they don’t?
I often wonder how many years it takes for these same items to hit roadside in some other part of town.
Thanks for reading,