Mindless gibberish of a tired mind
Thursday, May 12, 2005
What's the point.
This is a rant and it could get messy.
About three months ago, as part of the great box sort, I ventured into my loft and pulled a few things out to dump. A wardrobe (flatpacked of course), some carpet underlay And an old 486 and monitor these were duly packaged up with gaffer into 3 parts, then I called the council.
Our local council provides this service where by you can call them and they will come and collect 3 (and only 3) items and take them away for you (it helps to prevent fly tipping) for free. Well they used to now they charge you £15 for it. Never mind I will do it myself, the stuff has sat on our lawn for three months.
I finally got round to borrowing the van (I only have a small car and there was no way the wardrobe would go in) from work the other day and in my lunch hour drove home loaded the stuff into the van, along with other accumulated bits of crap and off to the dump I go. Get to the gate and the conversation went something like this:
Me: Hi I have got some stuff to dump.
Council worker: Cant come in, van. (no I'm not taking the piss this guy really was the missing link)
Me: yes it is a van but it's domestic waste you are quite welcome to have a look.
Council worker: No, your in a van, you need a permit.
Me: ok can I have a permit to dump (bracing for next answer)
Council worker: need to phone the council, they will send you one (what a surprise).
Me: ok as I have the stuff here can I walk it in (last ditch attempt).
Council worker: No. You will have to go to the weigh bridge next door (trade waste, they charge you).
So running out of time I thought fuck it we will go to the weigh bridge. So we pull in and I go to the office.
Me: hi I have some domestic waste to dump.
Council worker: okay but there is a charge, your better off dumping next door.
Me: been there, done that, how much.
Council worker: £20.
Me: (loosing will to live and lunch break) Ok.
Council worker: Do you have any hazardous waste?
Me: NO it's domestic, a wardrobe, a comp etc.
Council worker: sorry you cant dump the comp it's classed as HW under the new EU guidelines (AHHHHHHHH)
Me: So what am I supposed to do with it.
Council worker: Your best bet is to take it home put it in a car and dump it next door in the domestic tip (AHHHHHHHHH so its only classed as HW at the trade site who the fuck thought that gem up)
Me: ok I will do that, can I pay to dump the rest.
Council worker: yep, we take cash or chq.
Me: AHHHHHHHH (I'm on lunch, no cash and I don't use chqs)
Back in the van driving to work. Now at this point I realize that if I was a lesser person I would drive the van under the motorway to the piece of waste ground, open the back and push the whole lot out, letting the council pick up the tab which would be higher than if they had just picked up the stuff for fucking free in the first place. But I don't I'm a good boy.
I drive back to work, dump the whole lot into our dock and give our driver £10 to bury the whole lot under our work shit and dump it when he does our next tip run. No one will check the lorry so fuck it.
Job done. But it does strike me that the council really needs to asses its policy's especially as they are spending a fortune on fighting flytipping, is it really any wonder. I was lucky I had some where to dump it someone else may not have.






