Wiredup Wrote:I did that once... I bought $200 worth of giftcards for my LHS (to save for the Rapido coaches that are coming soon!) and sure enough, somehow the envelope containing them made it into the garbage... not just any garbage, the kitchen garbage. Then the cat box was emptied into same said garbage, along with the ferret box...
I didn't realize it until about two days AFTER my wife took the bags to the dumpster out back. Thankfuly I got out there and opened it up to notice that the truck never came yet... the worst part? it was burried about half way down, and stuck in that disgusting bag of animal poo and food! but I got my giftcards back! One hour before the truck came to pick up the dumpster!
I took an hour long shower after that....
Ewwwww...... I feel your pain brother. I had the EXACT thing happen to me (except substitute ferret leavin's with hamster leavins) about 8 years ago.
Here's the whole crazy mess as it went down. I had just celebrated a year of service with Amtrak and decided to celebrate with a little extravigant spending. Unfortunately, though, it wasn't model railroad stuff, or even stuff for me: I bought my (now ex fiance) a black hills gold bracelet, & ring, earrings (the necklace was on order as the one that was there at the jewelry store had a bad clasp). I had a month earlier purchased a Korber HO Roundhouse, 3 additional stalls for the roundhouse and several Athearn & MDC cars. It all came in a LARGE box from Standard Hobby Supply in NJ. I used to order from their ads in MR.
Dude, in September heat in the San Francisco Bay Area in the middle of the day when you realize that when she took out the garbage last night, she threw the large cardboard box away that contained the jewelry hidden disguised as a shipping box from the hobby shop with a bunch of foam peanuts in it (I buried the jewelry in the bottom), you get REAL sick to your stomach. And I lived in an apartment building at that. For some reason, though my neighbors were mostly Caucasian and African American, we all ate a LOT of Chinese take out, which multiplied the "Dirty Jobs" factor ten fold in that heat. Thank GOD for my neighbor Tre'. He and his lovely girlfriend, (when he finished laughing, and she quit saying "OH MY GOD!!" rolled up their sleeves, jumped right in (well, he jumped in the dumpster with me, she was in a business suit so she organized the garbage we were pulling out keeping an eye out for the box herself). We got all the way to the bottom of the filth, grime, old food, cat litter leavin's (Thanks Rusty!) and everything else in that dumpster when a neighbor I didn't really know too well, but I knew he collected Nascar Die-Cast came out to dump a box of packing peanuts (the box was full of foam peanuts, he decided afterward he just wanted the box itself). He came up to the dumpster, and dumped the box. As soon as he did, he jumped back realizing that "HEY! What are you doing in the garbage". Tre's GF (I can't think of her name for the life of me, but she was such a sweetheart, a real friendly doll of a lady) said "LOOKING FOR THAT BOX!!". It fit my earlier description entirely and had the Standard Hobby Supply mailing label on the flaps. I said "Did you get that box out of the dumpster last night"? "Yeah. It was trash, so I figured it was ok". "It is, but could I finish dumping the peanuts?". Bingo! Since I had Chop Suey (I hope....
) all over my hands, I had him hand the box to Tre's GF who carefully dug all three little boxes out.I too took an hour long "Ace Ventura" type shower, and took Colleen out to Black Angus when she got off work where I gave her her gifts. When I paid the bill, I bought a $100.00 gift certificate. Colleen asked me why. I said it was for our neighbors, that they had helped me out of a HUGE jam in getting her her jewelry. I told her I'd go into details later, but never did. To this date, i don't think she has any idea.
Moral to my story? Guys.... there is a REASON taking out the trash is a man's responsibility.