|Difference Between Garbage And Trash
Did you know there was a difference between trash and garbage?
I'm nearly 40 years old, and I didn't know that. I always figured trash
and garbage were the same thing, a bunch of stuff you wanted to throw away.
You live, you learn.
The other morning, I walked outside my house and I noticed the can in
which I dump my refuse (a highbrow word for a bunch of stuff you want to
throw away), was still full from the previous day.
There was a little note stuck to the can. It said, in essence, that
my refuse hadn't been picked up because - and I quote - "trash and garbage
had been mixed." What's the difference
I hate making mistakes like that. Once I didn't close the cover on a
book of matches before striking. It was weeks before I got over the guilt.
I called Georgia Waste Systems, where I have my trash/garbage account,
to apologize. They were very nice and said a lot of people make the same
mistake I did and they were not planning a lawsuit.
As long as I had somebody on the phone who could explain, I asked, "What
is the difference between trash and garbage?"
"Garbage," said a spokesindividual, "are things that come from the bathroom
or kitchen." A quick education in trash
"You mean like bread you leave out for a couple of months and green
things start growing on it?" I asked.
"Precisely," she said.
"Trash," she continued, "is basically anything else. We do not pick
up leaves, for instance, or old furniture, or boxes of materials that were
collected when somebody cleaned out their attic."
The lady said it was up to the individual garbage collectors to decide
if there is, in fact, trash and garbage mixed on their appointed rounds.
Somehow, I can't visualize two guys on a garbage truck really spending
that much time trying to figure out which is which.
"What is it you have there, Leonard? Is it trash or garbage?" one guy
says to the other.
"I can't be absolutely certain, Elvin, but it has green things growing
on it." Isn't life complex enough?
I will, of course, comply with the waste company's dictum against mixing
my trash and my garbage, but don't we have enough complexities in our lives
as it is?
Don't we have to deal with international terrorism and the women's movement?
Don't we have to battle traffic, computer involvement in our lives, and
airplanes that never take off on time?
Isn't it enough of a burden that we have to decide what to do about
Central America, which long-distance telephone company we want to serve
us and which cereal has the most fiber?
Oh, for a simpler time, when the good guys always won, a girl could
still cook and still would, and trash and garbage were the same, both delicacies
as far as a goat was concerned.
It is a wonder that more of us don't tie a Glad Bag around our heads
and tell modern living to go stick its head in the nearest dumpster.