Friday, September 16, 2005

Dumpster Diving

Earlier this week I ordered an FSA carbon chainguard for my 'Cross bike.

I was very happy when it arrived yesterday.
I put the box by the front door (inside!) as a reminder to put it with the bike stuff in the garage.

I was not so happy when I came downstairs this morning and the box was missing.
Today is trash day and my lovely and diligent wife had taken the box out with the trash. It was an easy mistake to make given that the chain guard was taped between two flat pieces of cardboard. It looked like a box that had been broken down for recycling.

I ran downstairs and outside hoping that the trash truck hadn't been down our alley yet. I was prepared to hop on the singlespeed, work clothes and all, to chase them across town.

Luckily the trash was still there, but there was a lot of it.

We live in a building with 8 condos that generate a lot of refuse.

So I spent a good 15 minutes scouring through trash bags trying to find my FSA carbon chainguard. Like a kid digging through a box of Cracker Jack I tore through sushi carryout, cat litter, and various other funk in 5 trashcans before finding the prize.

This was a strange way to start a Friday, but looking back it was pretty damn funny.


W.B. Picklesworth said...

I can identify. I through my keys out the other day when I was cleaning out my car. Luckily my search was quicker than yours.

gwadzilla said...

at least you found it