Fake name used.

My apartment complex has a service where Sun-Thurs, we just have to set out our trash in a special trash can, and someone will pick it up between 8 pm and 10 pm. If they visit your apartment before you set your trash out, you can use the app to “call them back,” and they’ll swing back around before they leave. Generally, we’re pretty good about getting our trash out before 8 pm. 

For the past few weeks, on Thursdays, my husband has been setting the trash out no earlier than 9:30 pm. He’ll sit outside for a little while, then come back in and bring the trash inside. At 9:30 pm, he sets it out and “calls them back.”

After a few weeks, I asked him what the heck is going on.

Husband: *Leading me outside to the balcony.* “You see the employee wearing the blue shirt there?”

Me: “Yes.”

Husband: “That’s Bob, my sister’s ex. The one who broke her laptop after she caught him cheating.”

My husband recognized him and has been watching every Thursday to make sure Bob is working; he doesn’t do it if he doesn’t see Bob. Our building gets trash picked up shortly after 8 pm. By the time 9:30 hits, he reckons the crew is nearly done and on the far side of the complex. Instead of getting to relax right before their weekend, Bob gets to come all the way back, walk up to the third floor, and carry our trash.