Before blue bins I used to take bottles and cans to the depot and dump the bags on the table for sorting. After 30 seconds of watching the poor guy or girl wade through the chaos I would always pitch in because I felt so badly watching them weed through sticky cans to tally up my reward - which rarely ever amounted to more than twenty bucks. At the end there was a filthy little sink with a bar of crusty, dirty soap to 'clean up' with... overall it was a very third-world experience.
Now that there are blue bins I'd rather save my Saturday morning and donate my cans to industrious bums or the City if the cans make it that far.
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