last night i drove home from work and as i was leaving the car, i decided to clean out the receipts for gas/coffee/food that have accumulated in my car.
so i grab them, shove the receipts in my pocket (hands were full with other stuff), and i stop to throw all the receipts into the MGSV Receptacle (dumpster) before going inside my apartment building.
inside i empty my pockets - phone, wallet, but where is my work ID (needed to get into the building)? i realize immediately that it was in the pocket with the receipts and i sprint outside to go get it.
I look in the dumpster and sure enough there is my ID card sitting on the trash. I try to reach it but I can't because it's too far in. I figure my roommate can help me reach it, so i call him but he says he won't be home until late that night.
God damn it. So I figure fuck it, looks like I'm going into the dumpster. Im in my work clothes but i dont want to go change to dumpster diving clothes because i need to get this out before people throw in more trash.
I stand on a box to try and get some leverage and put myeslf over the side. my foot goes through the box and trash and half eaten food covered in bugs spills everywhere.
So I then try to put my legs against the fence on the side of the dumpster and prop myself up, and then I jump into the dumpster.
I am like shin deep in trash now and i grab my ID card. the smell is horrendous. now i just need to get out. The dumpster is pretty high up and the front is curved so I try and lower myself out. i realize its not going to happen because the dumpster is fenced in, so i basically just try to take a running start and end up jumping right into the fence in front of me.
i then went inside and had a beer and the beer was pretty shitty.
tl;dr - i hung out in a dumpster like frank and charlie
