Story time, kiddies! Gather ’round.
The Hubs runs a few convenience stores here in town. Last week, The City contacted him and told him that they found two bags of trash in clear bags in a ditch beside a street a couple of blocks from one of his stores. They said that they know the bags came from his store because they examined the contents, and that if he didn’t come pick them up immediately, he would be heavily fined. The Hubs argues with The City telling them that they do not use clear bags. And back and forth they went. (The bags are actually a clearish orange.)
The Hubs drives down to where the offending bags are, takes pictures of them, calls The City and argues with them further, picks up the bags, and takes them back to his store to throw them in his dumpster. The next day, The Hubs goes down to City Hall and more debating ensues. The City tells The Hubs that they know the trash is his because they opened the bag, rifled through the contents, found a lottery ticket, contacted the Lotto Commission, and tracked it back to his store. The Hubs argues that whatever happens to lottery tickets after they leave his store is not his responsibility. Etc etc etc.
And then yesterday, The Police Department contacts The Hubs and tells him that they found two bags of trash in orange bags in a ditch beside a street a couple of blocks from one of his stores. They said that they know the bags came from his store because they examined the contents, and that if he didn’t come pick them up immediately, he would be heavily fined. Sound familiar? The Hubs tells The Police Department that Adult Probation uses orange bags. This is common knowledge in our little town, as you often see probationers picking up trash on the side of the road and putting it into orange bags. That is irrelevant. They are convinced that for whatever reason, The Hubs or his employees are taking bags of trash and are driving them a few blocks away and tossing them into the ditch rather than walking them a few steps to the TWO dumpsters on the store premises. OR, The Police Department theorizes that the orange bags are being used as a marker or signal amongst criminals who are intending to rob The Hubs’ store in the near future. (Let me add here that the two cameras that point at The Hubs’ dumpsters were stolen from the building a day before the first trash incident.) Either way, it is The Hubs’ problem to deal with.
It does not take much brain power to put two and two together. An adult probationer, who is supposed to be picking up trash along the side of the highway near The Hubs’ store is instead diving into The Hubs’ dumpsters, filling up his orange bags, claiming he worked however many hours, and returning to his merry little life of crime.
So, The Hubs contacted Adult Probation and told them what was going on. They actually believed him and knew immediately who was to blame.
This whole scenario baffles me. The City workers are capable of digging through discarded bags of trash and tracing the contents through the state, but are not capable of just picking up the bags and throwing them away? The City isn’t capable of figuring out that the orange bags are used by Adult Probation? And The Police Department, who is tasked with keeping peace, keeping the public safe, and solving crimes isn’t capable of figuring out that this is the work of a shady probationer? The Hubs, who runs c-stores for a living and who is not a private eye (though I wouldn’t mind at all if he was since I’ve been in love with the likes of Sam Spade, Richard Diamond, and Johnny Dollar since the beginning of time), was capable of solving this mystery.
Please don’t get me wrong. I 100% support the police. It makes me crazy to hear stories of people not cooperating with the police, ending up getting hurt or killed, and then blaming the police when it was their own criminal acts that led them to where they are. But, this whole ridiculous trash debacle is a head-scratcher. I’m going to chalk all of this up to the 100-year flooding from this past spring. Our little town suffered greatly during these floods, and the city’s failure to keep the ditches free of trash and debris was blamed for much of the damage. I just hope that one entity or the other apologizes to The Hubs for their hasty assumptions and maybe make him an honorary detective.
Have yourself a wonderful and trash-free weekend.
Song of the Day
Love the Way You Lie by Eminem featuring Rihanna. I have an affinity for dirty rap songs. Not all rap, but yes. And I love Eminem. I have followed his career from the beginning and think that he is a brilliant lyricist. This one is from his Recovery album.
Book of the Day
The Cormoran Strike series by Robert Galbraith (aka JK Rowling). Since we’re on the subject of private eyes…. These are modern-day private eye stories. Cormoran Strike is an ex-solider who lost a leg in Afghanistan and now runs a struggling private investigator business along with an obligatory beautiful female sidekick, Robin Ellacott. Rowling has already proven what a brilliant author she is. I really enjoyed all of these, though I found the second one to be quite disturbing.
Recipe of the Day
The Pie via my cousin, Jean. Jean made this for me when I went to Kentucky to visit her a few years back, and I have been making it for others ever since. People always ooh and aah and drool on themselves when I do.
- 1 graham, Oreo, or chocolate pie crust
- 1 box white chocolate Jello pudding mix
- 1 container Cool Whip
- a variety of fresh fruits and berries
Gently fold the pudding mix into the Cool Whip. Do not stir or it will leach liquid. Just gently fold it in and then stick in the fridge to chill for at least an hour. While your Cool Whip chills, prepare your fruits and berries. You can use anything here. I usually use strawberries, green grapes, pineapple, kiwi, and blueberries (the variety that Jean used that first wonderful time). Wash everything. Cut the strawberries in half. Cut the pineapple into bite-sized chunks. Peel and slice the kiwi. Dredge the kiwi slices in sugar. In a small sauce pan, warm the blueberries over low heat with some sugar to glaze them and then let them cool completely. Then, slather some Nutella on the bottom of the pie crust. Do this gently, or the crust will crumble into pieces, which would be sad. Spread the Cool Whip mixture over the Nutella. Artfully arrange the fruit on top of the Cool Whip. I always arrange them in rings with the blueberries in the very center. Then, plunge your face into the pie and eat it like a pig. Go ahead. Nobody is judging you……