Nothing I hate more than internet connectivity problems. Because I really don't know what I'm doing when searching for a solution. Just blindfolded and stumbling around in the dark.
I guess the recent raising by the state, of the deposit for glass, aluminum and plastic bottles and cans has had the desired effect. You used to be able to walk in, experience no wait and get your business done. Now you can't even get a parking space and once in the door you're facing a 15-30 minute wait. I should be singing praises for the results but I don't much relish extended waits and hassles while standing in puddles of spilled beer on the floor. Perhaps the novelty will eventually wear off for some and they'll resume donating their bottles and cans to the cub scouts and neighborhood little leaguers who likely have some sort of tabulating honor system for returns worked out with the recycler and don't have to stand there feeding the machines, while holding the rest of the population in suspended hell.
Or maybe it's more of a purgatory for those of us who are veterans of Catholic schools and upbringings?
It really wouldn't look proper to have an eight year old returning three trash bags of beer bottles, sliding one bottle at a time onto the receptacles conveyor belt. Maybe they should require upon arrival, pre-separation by type of container, and do it by gross weight .... to speed up the process. But then I suppose there would be people attempting to cheat the system by tossing the odd rock or ten in their bags.
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