
Originally Posted by
MrSplitshot
My garbage collection is the biggest joke I've ever seen.
Sometime early in the morning a pickup truck from waste management just drives through the neighborhood. I'm not real sure why. Maybe he's surveying the workload for the day?
Then, a truck comes through with a single driver and picks up the Herbie (garbage can) with the hydraulic arm. It ends up sideways on the ground blocking my driveway most of the time. Then, later, a truck comes through for the Rosie (recycle bin). Then, later, another garbage truck comes through with a couple of guys on it to pick up all of the crap that wouldn't fit in the Herbie (garbage can) and is sitting on the curb. Then, later, a truck comes through for the Yard Waste dumpster full of grass, leaves, or whatever crap I've removed from the yard.
We just moved into a new house and I didn't want the recycle container. (Sue me, I just don't have room for it.) I called Waste Management and asked them to come get it. They sent a guy in a pickup truck with a trailer full of containers behind it on a trailer. I happened to be in the driveway when he pulled up. I noticed him go to the container, open it, then close it and walk away. I hollered "Hey, wait a minute, I wanted you guys to take that." He said he can't take it, because it's not empty. Puzzled, I walked over to it and opened the lid. There was 1 (one) empty plastic milk jug in the bottom. I was shocked. I reached down in there, grabbed the jug, and turned around to tell him that it was now empty...he had already got in the pickup and was pulling off. I called Waste Mangement again and the same dude came back to the house the next day and got it. Waste Mangement spent fuel and salary for this dude to drive to my house twice, not once, because of 1 (one) empty plastic milk jug.
Yeah, he cares a lot about his job.
I'm not real smart, but I know as a business person that you look at the job that needs to be done and you try to find the most cost-effective way to get it done right. I'm not saying half-ass it, but get the job done with the least amount of expense. That saved expense translates to bottom line profits, or more capital that you can use to invest in your business, pass discounts to the customer to meet competition, give your employees raises when they deserve them so that they feel valued and want to do a good job for your company, etc, etc, etc. The cluster-screw above sure doesn't seem like that most cost-effective way to get it done right to me, and obviously it's not producing people that take any kind of pride in their job.
It didn't used to be that way.
My philosophy has always been - Be a rock star at whatever your job is. I don't care if you're a trash man or sack groceries. Be the best **** garbage man or grocery sacker on the friggin planet and it WILL translate into good things. If you don't like being a garbage man, fake it...be a rock star at it...one day you'll become the supervisor of a team of garbage men, or you'll get noticed by somebody somewhere who likes your attitude and offers you an opportunity doing something else. Earn it.
I got a job sacking groceries when I turned 16. Call it bragging, call it whatever, but I was a bad-ass grocery sacker. I hustled, I was polite and friendly to people, I jumped in when some other moron was doing a half-ass job. I thanked people for coming in and was frickin sincere about it. Rain or shine, I was on it...people used to try to give me tips in the parking lot all the time. I never slowed down. When it was slow, I was in the parking lot getting carts back in, mopping floors, whatever. Other idiots were standing around grab-assing and making fun of me. Well, guess what? About a year later, I became a cashier....then later I became a front office supervisor, counting the money, taking care of problems, and telling the grab-asses what to do and when to do it. Legitimate hard work gets rewarded, 9 times out of 10. I still believe it. The crock of it in my case, because we were union, was that the grab-asses got the same pay and the same raises at the same schedule that I did....even though I was working circles around them.
Too many in this country think that they're entitled to everything everybody else has. Earn it? Yeah, right.