What sort of backwards place is Bethlehem, anyway? Yes, backwards.
The Albany suburb is known for its excellent schools and well-heeled residents, the home to doctors and lawyers and such — but to that, I say, “WTF! Who closes the dump on a Friday?”
It’s not really a dump. The town transfer station collects your waste and dispatches it to landfills and recycling centers. This is not Albany, where youÂ just put a ratty old couch on the curb and it disappears overnight. No,Â in Bethlehem you drag it to the
dump transfer station and pay them to make it go away.
De-cluttering a house is hard work, and lately my car has made many trips to a local storage facility and the
dump transfer station. Too many trips to the storage facility and not enough to the dump transfer station, if you ask me, but that’s another blog post.
So, if you’ve ever filled your vehicle with crap and found that there’s nowhere to put it, like in Alice’s Restaurant,Â you know what I mean. Except in this case it wasn’t Thanksgiving, the
dump transfer station was closed because it was FRIDAY.
Again, I ask you: what sort of backwards place is Bethlehem, anyway?