I know I complain a lot about how boring and brain-shrinkingly awful my job is, but I think this is a new level of sadness.
The window nearest to my cube (but not visible from my desk) looks out onto the back driveway of my building. This is where the dumpster is located. Here is the sad part: The people in the aisle next to the window get all aflutter when the trash truck arrives to empty the dumpster. For true. I hear comments on the contents of the dumpster; how full the dumpster is; if the dumpster is fully emptied...oy. I suppose I could look at it as those people making the best of a bad situation, and are trying to find entertainment anywhere they can, but mostly I feel sad that the people I work with are so enamored of trash.
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