I figured after two dreadful weeks of looking at that poop picture it was time for me to change my blog. If you listened yesterday or this morning you heard that I picked up a part time job to make a little extra money on the side for hookers… I mean my rent or whatever I decide to use it on. I worked a couple of 14 hour days last week between the morning show and recycling cans. I’m always willing to do my part when it comes to the environment but nothing would mean more to me than you doing your part and washing out an F-ing tuna fish can before you recycle it.

It’s a small job in Brockport that recycles bottles and cans. You bring us your cans we pay you for them its very simple. If you heard me complaining about it it’s only because I am grossed out with the entire process. People mostly homeless and delinquents bring us garbage bags full of cans filled with what you think are cans but that’s the exciting part of the job, you never know what you’re going to get. You empty their garbage bag filled with spoiled smelly beer, and cigarettes maybe even sometimes another human being might be rotting away in there and you count the cans giving them a total cost of how much they are worth. We go through Lysol like it’s our job and all I’m saying is that it’s not for me. I’m not better than anyone or think I’m above this sort of job I just don’t like reaching into a smelly garbage bag and pulling out a Pepsi can with a decayed cat leg inside of it. Remember to recycle ;)  

Gross but then again…. its just another day at the job