Friday Fictioneers — Oh Christmas Tree

“You can’t leave that tree here,” the guy yelled at the three of us as we lowered the tree to the curb in front of his house. “The refuse company collected trees on this block on yesterday.”

I looked at Danny. “I thought you said collection of Christmas trees was not until Friday,” I said.

“Well, I guess I was wrong,” Danny said. “Let’s go back, wait until it’s dark tonight, and then dump it in the lot behind five and dime. No one will know it was us.”

“Great way to start off the new year,” I said, sarcastically.

(100 words)


Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers prompt. Photo credit: Dale Rogerson.

7 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers — Oh Christmas Tree

  1. Marilyn Armstrong December 31, 2021 / 12:11 pm

    How ironic that the only thing you CAN dump which will safely decompose and join the earth requires special collection. I never understand why lawn and yard raking material is such a big deal to get rid of. We just dump that stuff into our woods where it quietly joins the existing piles of decomposing acorns, branches, and leaves from the past 100 years.

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    • Lou Carreras December 31, 2021 / 3:30 pm

      We are also lucky enough to be able to do the same. One large pile of brush is now a shelter for some of the neighborhood rabbits.

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  2. Marleen December 31, 2021 / 12:48 pm

    Yeah… not. Upon arriving to take care of my mother, a few months ago (almost half a year now), she had a habit of taking her bags of trash to other people’s trash bins (sneakily). I set up trash service (and am paying for it and took every responsibility to take the bin out and bring it back to the garage), and she decided to continuously complain about how bothersome it is to have the service.

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  3. Nope, Not Pam January 1, 2022 / 1:31 am

    😁

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