I think I have a problem
If you know me at all, you know I'm slightly neurotic
(slightly might be an understatement)
Recycling has been my latest kick.
I drive the ever living mess out of my friends if there is any plastic, aluminum, or glass in sight that doesn't make it into the recycling bin.
And I get angry every time I have a cardboard box because in the big Goose Creek, they don't recycle cardboard...and that's just stupid.
So at work, I keep asking about a recycling bin
and I keep getting directed to the
big, huge, box of mystery...
where the paper goes, no body knows.
The result: I bring my recycling home with me.