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Jun 27, 2005 10:44

On my way out the door this morning, I discovered Daleks in my trash bin. And it pissed me off.

We live on the top floor of a three-flat. The landlord is in the middle, and a new tenant is in the garden apartment (I'm told she's the younger sister of the last tenant who just moved out). The city of Chicago supplies three wheelie bins for trash pickup. They sit in the back by the garage, and the landlord puts them out to the curb on Monday nights for Tuesday morning pickup.

Anyway, this morning on my way to work, I brought a bag of garbage down. I opened the first bin. It was full. Opened the second one... and I see "Will the Daleks triumph?" I declared, probably out loud, "What the fnck?" My new issue of Doctor Who Magazine had apparently arrived and somehow found its way into the trash bin instead of the mailbox where it belonged, still in its polybag mailer, still clearly addressed to me, sitting on top of a pile of trash. Bewildered, I took it out, threw my garbage into the bin, and drove to work, puzzling over it all the way.

I mean... what the hell?
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