A New Kind of Joy Ride

Last night when I came home, I found a pile of trash piled up behind my Vespa. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was the contents of our recycle bin. I then noticed that our recycle bin was gone altogether. Who would steal a recycle bin? The contents are what are worth some money, no? Don’t we get the blue cans for free?

Later my neighbor came to tell me what had happened. He said he was home early, around 2:30pm, when he saw a heavy-set teenage male walking down our street, talking loudly on a cell phone. He abruptly hung it up, and went to our side yard and picked up the bin and proceeded to pour out the contents. My neighbor started yelling at him, “Hey, what are you doing?” and the kid yelled some profanities back, and then HOPPED INTO the can and rode it down the hill.

Now, this is where my neighbor and I are lost. First of all, we live at the top of a pretty steep hill, high above any high school, and my neighbor has been here for over a dozen years, and doesn’t recognize the kid. Could he have been visiting someone else and needed a ride down the hill? Isn’t it easier to walk down hills these days? How is the navigation in such a thing? Seems pretty dangerous to me. I went looking for our bin at the bottom of the hill, nowhere to be found since all the neighbors down the hill had theirs out for pickup today. We needed a bigger bin, anyway.

7 Comments so far

  1. kyle (unregistered) on March 22nd, 2006 @ 12:37 pm

    Strange… very strange. I like the pict!


  2. Jason D- (unregistered) on March 22nd, 2006 @ 12:58 pm

    You couldn’t find the bin cause when he got to the bottom of the hill with no brakes he probably landed himself a trip to the ER. I’d call the local hospital for an ID :-)


  3. suki (unregistered) on March 22nd, 2006 @ 7:54 pm

    how bizarre.


  4. San Francisco Photorama (unregistered) on March 23rd, 2006 @ 10:15 am

    I like the picture…the fact that the garbage bins are three different colors!


  5. Mr. Brownstone (unregistered) on March 23rd, 2006 @ 11:29 pm

    This image in my mind of a fat kid rolling down a hill in a garbage can is just hilarious.. I really wish there was a video of it.


  6. violet blue (unregistered) on March 27th, 2006 @ 2:46 pm

    now it all makes sense. I hear the loud ‘slam!’ in the middle of the night, the next day it’s all bin contents on the sidewalk and the can a few feet away. clearly the Castro raccoons are taking their thuggery to the next level: joyriding. good thing their legs are too tiny to make the haul to Pottery Barn Hill…


  7. Chester (unregistered) on March 27th, 2006 @ 5:02 pm

    If the kid was psychotic enough to attempt riding in a garbage bin down a hill, and skilled enough to carry it off, I say the freak deserves the thing. I can’t even imagine it being possible to get further than ten feet without taking a nasty spill.

    I mean, I think it’s a slight physical feat just to get into one of those wheeled bins.

    My bet is that your neighbor stole it and dreamed up the cockamamey story to cover their tracks.



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