Two weeks. That's not so bad. People have had worse things in their lives. All I had, that I'm telling here, was a toilet sitting in front of my house for two weeks. The neighborhood was getting used to it, I think.
I wasn't. Half afraid some joker would come along and use it, I would look out several times a day to see if by some magic it might be gone.
But yesterday they came and got it. Finally. And the broken computer chair, too. Oh boy. I am so glad.
So thanks, Allied Waste.
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