I’m crushed this morning. My bin has been emptied. The green sticker is facing outwards on display to the room, my home made red artwork is staring at the wall like a disgraced child. This is exactly as I had left it, with one major exception: the contents of the bin have been spirited away during the night.
The only sweetener to be had here is that the arrangement around the general bin area hasn’t been meddled with. Teabags, chewing gum and sweet wrappers are still arranged tastefully on the stained wood block flooring. The only sensible course of action comes to me in a flash. I will bypass the office refuse system altogether.
