It's Dumpster Time! A Realistic account of how my actual disposal would go with ThaThunderStorm. (Inspired by #ThaThunderStorm)
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It's Dumpster Time! A Realistic account of how my actual disposal would go with ThaThunderStorm. (Inspired by #ThaThunderStorm)
As I waited inside the dumpster with all of the clean and formerly wet cloth pre-fold diapers, and disposable adult diapers, mostly my own diapers, I figeted around with the heavy, rolled up diapers and some of the cloth pre-fold diapers around me, trying to get even a little bit comfortable inside the dumpster. I was helped into the dumpster by ThaThunderStorm's wife and son whom knew that I wanted to be disposed of due to my bad health problems. Once I got into the dumpster, I tried to settle in and get as comfortable as I could but for some reason, the diapers, my onesie bodysuits, pajamas, cloth diapers, plastic pants inside the dumpster offered little comfort.
Misses McDaniel: Are....you sure.....you...wanna do this????
Adam: I'm.....not sure...of anything right now.....ALL...I know is.....I am going to be hot, sweaty and smell like my pee!
ThaThunderStorm's Son: (Speaking to Adsm as he helped him into the dumpster) I don't even know why....you even wanna . do this....but....alright....
Misses McDaniel: Once I close these lids, you can't get out of there. The....sliding doors will be locked and....the lids weigh a lot! You won't be able to lift them.
ThaThunderStorm's Son tossed the rest of my diapers into the dumpster then slid the lid closed on the 8 yard dumpster then locked the door.
Once all of my diapers were inside the dumpster, it got dark and somewhat stinky like my wetness inside.
It was in the afternoon the day before the trash truck was to come when someone dumped the a load of diapers and trash into the dumpster I had spent the next few hours sweating through the heat of the day and then into the cool of the evening, tossing and turning, even trying to get peeks outside of the locked, heavy dumpster lids, which I couldn't lift up at all. It was around 8:00 the next morning when I heard the very distinct sound of the big trash truck coming to dump the loads of trash and my diapers and I. I was of course, dressed in just a thick, bulky disposable diaper with some layered cloth pre-fold diapers inside, the caregiver woman who had changed my diaper, had used 60 wipes to wipe me down with then she used a couple of my toddler sized cloth pre-fold diapers to further wipe me, dropping the used wipes and the cloth diapers she used as wipes, into the crotch of my disposable diaper before she led me back to my bed.
Caregiver Woman: O...K...(sighing) Well.....today is my last day. Misses McDaniel is going to take you and your diapers out to the dumpster when she takes your diapers and trash out
The woman said.
Caregiver Woman: Is there.....anything else that you want from me?
I told her no, that I was fine for now.....and I did ask her if this was going to be the last diaper I was going to wear and she told me yes.
Then, she left and I never saw her again. A few minutes later, Misses McDaniel and her son, came to help take all of my diapers and stuff to the 8 yard dumpster that was a little more than half full now.
ThaThunderStorm's son tossed the rest of my diapers into the dumpster then slid the side door closed on the 8 yard dumpster then locked the door. Once all of my diapers were inside the dumpster, it got dark and somewhat stinky like my wetness inside. It wasn't until around 9:30 am when I heard the idle of the trash truck come up to the dumpster, slide the forks in
Adam: Hey....Mister? Can.....you let me out of here please?
ThaThunderStorm: (Getting out of the cab for a few seconds ) Nope.....Sorry....you are in there for a reason.....and once you are in my dumpster, you are going into MY truck.
time to take the...can up...now....
Then the driver, (ThaThunderStorm on Youtube) walked back to his truck, got in, then lowered the forks as he slid them into the slots on each side.
He then began to raise the dumpster, leveling it some as it went up before it began to tip over.
Adam and the diapers began to tumble and avalanche out of the top of the dumpster and into the hopper.
Adam: Whooooooah......Whaaaaaaaa.........Oooof!!! Uh! uh! ouch!
Adam gets a lot of heavy, loose, wet cloth and disposable diapers dumped in on him and is covered under a pile of them. Suddenly, ThaThunderStorm begins the compactor cycle. He first starts the half-pack cycle, then he starts the full-pack cycle as he backs up and then goes to the next stop.
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It was early one warm day in Georgia,
I had traveled all this way......to be certain that I could be disposed of in a dumpster full of diapers and related trash for my chosen method of death, and be taken to a landfill as my final burial place so that my remains would assist in generating Landfill-to-Gas energy fuels that are used as fuel sources to keep Electricity generating turbines going. The rates at which both landfills and graveyards are running out of space, is still nearly neck and neck. The issues with graveyards is....there are no resources being utilized......corpses generate lots and lots of biological gases which could become a fuel source to keep Electrical Turbines running......Landfills DO this just as Waste-To-Energy Plants also do this.
As I spoke with my long-time friend, Dejuan, he began to fully understand WHY I was SO eager to be dumped into his truck, get crushed rhen have what is left sent to the landfill so that my remains could begin generating biological gases from decomp which could be utilized as a fuel source.....rather than take up and be wasting valuable and dwindling real estate that was rising in cost so fast that by the time I got too old, I wouldn't be able to afford that anyhow!
I told most of this to my friend and fellow Empath, Dejuan McDaniel. He discussed a few general parts of my conversations with him, with his wife and son.
They took a while to wrap their heads around this yet they came around in the end.
I was invited to come stay with Dejuan and his family a while back and I took him up on his open offer( For the future tense of this story)
Writers Notes:
Dejuan: (Walking over to the crib Adam is in) Hi....there .....I....am going to be your ....trash man .....I.....really wish....it didn't have to be this way......You look very comfortable in your thick diapers.
Do......you have....any....questions for me?
Adam: Hi....nice to meet you. Um.....a few....yes.
Dejuan: O....K....
Adam: When you come to....take my diapers and I, how many times will you compact me?
Dejuan: That all "depends".....I usually try to pack the loads less when the truck isn't that full, if the truck is full or nearly full when I dump ya, then.....it may take a few packer cycles to crush everything.
Adam: Does it matter if my....diapers are wet or not when I am dumped?
Dejuan: un.... fortunately no...it doesn't. The chances of your diaper popping is less if it is dry rather than wet. Any wet parts, will end up being squeezed out of your diaper.
Adam: What if they throw me away wearing just cloth pre-fold diapers?
Dejuan: Then your diapers will not pop. They WILL end up soaking up a lot of leachate from the loads of trash through.....
Adam: How long .....will I be in the truck for until you dump me out?
Dejuan: Well, let's see here.....hmmmm a....bout.....two to three hours or so....
If I don't get done with the route in time, you MIGHT spend the night in there before I take you to the transfer station sometime in the morning.
Adam: Alright.....are there...any stops that always have a lot of diapers?
Dejuan: There ....are quite a few stops that always have plenty of diapers and other trash as well.
Adam: Is....IT true....that....once I am in your truck, I am your property until you take me to the transfer station?
Dejuan: Uh....yes.....that...is true. Once I fork the dumpster you'll be in..... everything in there is technically mine to do with as I see fit. Do....you have any.... particular wishes for me?
Adam: Like?
Dejuan: Like..... don't run a lot of packer cycles, or run more packer cycles?
Adam: Would you....run more cycles on my diapers and I when we get dumped into the hopper?
Dejuan: Well.....since the truck will be more full by the time you go in, yes....I will run more cycles on you and the loads. I generally, as a rule of thumb, run a packer cycle after each dumpster-load.
If I get to you before the truck gets too full, then no....I will run one packer cycle per every full hopper.
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