It snowed about 2 inches overnight. By the time I got up this morning, it had turned to light rain. Slush everywhere.
Today is a garbage day, so the street was lined with full garbage cans. I was in the kitchen when I heard a loud bang, hard to describe, but my first thought was a natural gas line explosion, it was that loud. I ran to the front porch, and discovered it was a town plow truck plowing the slush in the street, and hitting every garbage can the whole way down the street. Garbage flying everywhere.
Guy oughta be fired!
It's now 2:40 pm, and the garbage crew is coming by, unusually late for them. They usually come through by 10 am. I wonder what their opinion of the plow driver is.