![]() I spat in me grubby paw and we shook on it. "Four, and that's all and you aren't allowed to tell anyone else about this, okay?" "I'll tell you what, Pappy, if it will make you feel better I'll let you have three pallets." I nearly fainted from the knot-headedness of it all, "But you're already throwing away perfectly good items!" If we let you take it, then we'd have to let every employee have access to it, then there would be concern that people would throw out perfectly good items just so they could pick them up from the garbage later." "No, Pappy, you cannot take any of the pallets, nor the cabinetry. Gnome-tracks over to the Purchasing manager's office. I may be gnomish in appearance, but simple I ain't - um, aren't. Don't worry about it - Purchasing Department has it all under control now." We cannot donate something that doesn't exist, can we? And yes, there used to be a company that came to pick up the pallets, but they said we had too many for them and stopped coming out this way. "It's just business, you see? The cabinets have already been deppreciated off the books. "Pappy, Pappy, Pappy…." He looked at me as if I were a hillbilly at a wine tasting party. And what about all those pallets? I know there are companies who will pay you to come pick them up." "I'm sure a local school or church could make use of them. "But, there's nothing wrong with all those cabinets!" I protested. "No, Pappy, there's been no mistake," he said condescendingly. Ten minutes later I was speaking with the Facilities manager. It just surprised me because the tribe that owns the casino has been very diligent about supporting paper, aluminum, and computer recycling programs in our community. I work in a casino that is currently undergoing a $60 million expansion/renovation, so I knew immediately where it had all come from. There were stumps, logs, about 75 shipping pallets, 3 or 4 dozen sections of service desk cabinetry, plastic buckets, and who knows what else in the pile. It was a massive, and I do not exaggerate about using the word "massive", burn pile. ![]() No sooner had I made it out of my car than I noticed something peeking out at me from over the tops of cars parked on the far southern edge of the lot. ![]() Marching under this new banner of Responsible Resource Use I arrived at work the other day with thoughts revolution on my mind. It's taken over a goodly share of me mental facilities (which didn't necessarily have a lot of room to spare to start with.) #SHERRIFF OF NOTTINGHAM EXPANSION SERIES#Readers of my previous post in this series will remember that ol' Pappy has undergone a transformation of late: my newfound obsession with woodworking has come with unexpected side effects, namely the urge to recover every ounce of usable wood from a premature end. Wherein Pappy Meets the Sherriff of Nottingham ![]()
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