MRF sludge
January 13th, 2008 by smidge
[Apologies for the recent lack of posts - I got really busy with other work and have gone down to one day a week of hauling. It’ll pick back up again soon, though.]
I often find myself backing the truck into the MRF and stepping out into what we call “MRF sludge”. It’s the leachate that the city trucks empty out onto the floor after they’ve emptied their trucks of residential trash. The collective drippings of thirty to forty compacted cubic yards of municipal solid waste. And it gets slippery.
The other day I spied this sad teddy bear lying in a pool of MRF sludge:
And I had to take a picture after I almost slipped and fell into this bag filled with deer carcass:
To make it as a hauler, you have to be able to just ignore what’s always being ground into your shoes/gloves/soul. And some people just can’t.
its strange to say. but i miss almost falling in MRF sludge.
Smellavision would be RIPE. One summer I drilled holes in some black plastic pipes for US Filter to send to landfills to help leachate drainage. What a stumble this morning. What’s MRF stand for? Is it abreviated phoenetics for MotheRFuckin’? What a stumble this morning.
Ha! MRF officially stands for Materials Recovery Facility, but I like your version better. I’m going to start telling new trainees it stands for “MotheRFuckin’”!
there’s an unsettling similarity between broken down mrf sludge and the sludge at the bottom of the coffee cups @ the dinner that’s on the way
you LEFT that teddy bear FACE DOWN in SLUDGE to vomit on himself???