Like many St. John's residents, our household is all up for recycling. Don't mind the sorting, the shifting schedule, the odd time some passerby grabbed one of the bags, picked through to take what they wanted, and left the rest in the middle of the street. No matter, we were ready and willing to do our part. Our problem is logistics: specifically, getting our environmentally correct hands on the bags. First off, they were passed out as the collectors came around. Very handy for all. Then came a stage when you had to go to City Hall. Well, a slight inconvenience, but no major deal. Then you had to go to a depot located around the Avalon Mall. This was a problem. It wasn't on any bus routes and we have no car so that meant dialing the family's personal 911 (my mom) and getting there that way. OK. Then, some weeks ago, mom picked me up and off we went to the recyclers. We came to the site - but they had moved. No one knew where. We called city hall. They sort of knew where, and gave us directions to a spot right on the other side of town. We drove there. No sign of it. We asked people working in the nearby gas stations and strip malls. They didn't know. We drove around some more. This was starting to take as much time as driving to Gander. Called city hall again. And again. At last found someone who could pinpoint the new locale - only she was afraid they might be closed. She gave me a number. I called. They were closing, but were so moved by my sudden bout of sobbing that they promised to stay for an extra ten minutes. We finally found them and they were very nice I must say and gave us not one, not two, but three times the usual supply of bags. However they are running out now, and apparently the recycling people have moved again. No one knows where. This is not use-friendly, people!
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