Dear Street Dwellers: Alright, I understand that the homeless population of Halifax is on their recyclables game. It’s cool, bro. Hustle. Get that money. But, it’s like, I enjoy my motherfucking sleep. And my apartment heats up like a sauna in hell on crack-super-jim-dandy-cocaine. So, when I leave my window open for the night, why do I have to hear bottle’s clankin’ around outside my damn window at 6am? Can’t you harvest recyclables at a decent hour? Or do it a little more quietly? I mean, I drank those beers to get hammered, not to have them wake me up when you loudly chuck them in your bottle-ridden shopping carts. Be more courteous! —One Tired, Cranky Asshole
This article appears in Aug 18-24, 2011.
Do they leave the non-refundables scattered around the lawn and sidewalk like the Operation Shadow Project activists who frequently raid my apartment dumpster.
Listen op, NO ONE CARES!
At least they’re recycling OP, benefitting the planet.What are you doing?
I had this problem as well (before I got an air conditioner to block out a lot of noise :D) and I found waiting until the morning of pick-up day to put out recycling is the best way to stay asleep!
Maybe…..just maybe your car/hammer/farts keep shift workers awake when they are trying to get sleep…just maybe……please think of others not just yourself.
Get a slingshot and some marbles, loads of fun
Our neighborhood got rid of the homeless people that would come on our street and take bottles/cans……a local charity group offered to come and collect all the cans from the houses regularly. Leaves none for the homeless bums 🙂 Now there are no gross homeless leeches in sight and the neighborhood maintains a clean image.
I hope they weren’t church-going charity workers…
they can cling more than greasy bums any day.
fuck them all.
Had this problem too. I started throwing potatoes and random objects out my window at them. Eventually my building neighbours and I had to post signs to remind them not to make noise at 5 and 6am and to at least leave their noisy crippled carts at the curb. They stopped waking me up and I stopped beaming them in the head with old vegetables.
better than the contents of this http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1MYBrFzGQE/Tb2j…
At least they aren’t in your yard.In the North End, they go onto your property. Not something you need to hear at 330AM.
Bum: Can you spare some change?
Cartman: No! Now Fuck Off!