Summer Days in January
Well, now I’ve heard everything. Today at work we actually ran out of trash to be sorted, so they let us go at 11:00 a.m.! We ran out — in the kingdom of trash! The enormous bay where they keep the incoming … Continue reading
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Dragon-Hoards and Caves of Ice
A few days ago, when we all looked down from our paper-line balcony at work, the machine operators had amassed a vast pile of flattened aluminum cans. It was perhaps a dozen feet high, thirty feet across, and the cans were … Continue reading
Event Threshold
We’d gone several weeks at Greenstar without a serious breakdown. We’d had the little, uncertain ones where they keep us around while they fix things. But yesterday we had the kind where they throw up their hands and say, “Send … Continue reading
Another Friday, More Adventures
The heat rose again this week, which made me happy. Still, I miss real “dog days” in August. Is it just the tendency of memory to idealize and amplify, or were summers longer and hotter when we were kids? In … Continue reading
More Friday Adventures
More often than not, Fridays are good and interesting days at Greenstar. This past one, there were lots of problems with the machines — in an eight-hour shift, I think the belts were running no more than twenty or twenty-five … Continue reading