I walked outside my back gate this morning to take out the trash and pull out the recycling bin. Trash & recycling trucks only run on Mondays in my neighborhood.

In some of the other neighborhoods in OB, the poor and homeless strategically beat the big trucks for the best in plastics. But I’ve never seen any of these guys in our neighborhood…that is, until this morning. Or maybe I was pulling our recycling bin out at a different time than normal.

A white-haired guy was across the way about to dig in my neighbor’s recycling bin when I let out a friendly “Hello” as though he was walking his dog on my front sidewalk.

I have to say he was equally friendly to me as I asked him how he was doing, etc.

He politely asked me if it was okay for him to go through our recycling bin.

Obviously it was okay with me, but unfortunately, we don’t really buy plastic stuff for the simple reason that we invested in the much more cost-efficient Brita water filter.

Hope he’s around next Monday despite the fact that we don’t have many finds in our recycle bin.