So today in our week-long effort to clean our garage, was our day of hauling. Our first stop was to a local "E-Waste" disposal site. Under the latest environmental laws, most electronics qualify as hazardous waste and cannot be placed in normal trash, so being the responsible citizens that we are we made a trek to San Pedro.
The experience was something out of an apocalyptic sci-fi flicks. The address on Gaffey was a hand painted sign, in one of those - oops-I-wrote-to-big shrinking fonts. Other signs directed us through the industrial sites, and ultimately through a driveway onto a plastic tarp next to a shack like structure with carts overloaded with electronics. The employees, dressed in white hazmat jumpsuits, moved like zombies and immediately began pulling things out of my car, they mumbled things we didn't understand and took quite awhile to figure out the box of books and my tire-iron were not eWaste and needed to be left in the car. As soon as the next car drove up, they were on it and I drove off through a colonnaded of traffic cones directing me back to the street. I wish I took some pictures
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