CRUSHED....inspired by @DailyDumps on youtube
Note: The Mind Can't Distinguish Between Imagination and Reality.
**The Author always puts himself in the story as a character and into the illustrations for COPYRIGHT reasons.
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Crushed (Inspired by Daily Dumps on youtube:
It was late one mid June afternoon when the time came to be disposed of. I really wasn't looking forward to this.....yet it seemed to be the only, environmentally sound thing to do because the funeral industry across the entire world was still stuck on greedy profiteerism and all they wanted was money! They didn't actually care about the lack of real estate that graveyards were now being faced with....NOPE! 10 years earlier, I had convinced leaders of the funeral industry to change the way they used energy... they still were in beta test mode even ten years later....because of their ugly, non-environmentally friendly and greedy ways that kept on doing more harm than any actual good.
Since the funeral industry had not got it's environmental act together yet, I arranged to be taken by a landfill and a transfer station as well as collected with the garbage, by a cool garbage man on youtube by the username of @DailyDumps.
He had agreed that he would be one of my many redundancy backup plans if and when the others were suddenly unable to or unwilling to. My plans were to use this opportunity ONLY when it was my time to go or if I got deathly ill. The plan was to get my body to the landfill so that it could be utilized to generate electricity from the landfill gas-to-energy fuel sources that my remains contain. Since everything IS energy, it only makes sense to give back to those whom are still alive on earth, providing power resources while trying not to take up too much more land/realestate which was already severely lacking.
I had engeniusly came up with a plan to use my remains to either be a direct fuel source to generate steam from a boiler that turns an electric Turbine which provides much needed electrical energy to the public or use my body to generate Turbine Fuels made from Landfill Gas.
This woman that knew Adam since he was 2.5, lived in a large house and ran a Home-based daycare for special needs people of all ages from 10-25.
The employees that came to the daycare, were there to feed, change diapers and put these people in their crib-like beds called "safety beds."
When the time came, the employees were supposed to literally dispose of certain and designated diapered disposees into the trash along with the diapers, any leftover opened packs of diapers, as well as any clothing and any cloth diapers.
Adam: What is going on? How come my diapers are all being brought to my crib along with my clothes and cloth diapers?
Sandy: Well, I have to tell you....you are being thrown away in the trash today.....along with all of your cloth diapers, leftover opened packs of disposable diapers, onesie bodysuits,
footed pajamas, two-piece pajamas and anything else like blankets and stuff.
Adam: But, but, I didn't do anything miss?
Sandy: Sorry there little one, it's just how we do things here. We have to throw you and your diapers away because you use too many diapers and you have too many diapers that are taking up needed space.
Besides, we were paid to dispose of you.
We can't afford to keep diapering you. So, you get disposed of as soon as we can get the rest of your diapers gathered up. Are there any particular diapers that you prefer to wear for your last diaper change before you get disposed of?
Adam: Um......yes....I want....eight of my toddler sized ex-diaper-service cloth pre-fold diapers inside one of my....nursery print diapers...miss.
Sandy: Ok...which one....of your nursery print diapers do you want?
Adam: Um....that one.
Sandy: Ok....come with me, and I will change your diapers.
Sandy grabs Adam's right hand in her left hand and takes him over to the diaper changing table to change his diapers.
Sandy helps Adam up onto the large diaper changing table and then gets ready to unfasten the tapes of his diaper.
Sandy: Let's see how...nice and wet your diapers are.....shall we?
Sandy takes the tapes off the front of Adam's diaper and then pulls the front down.
Sandy: (Peering in slowly) Oh.....nice and wet.....yep, time to...change. This is going to be....your last diaper change. Don't worry, you will be nice and...comfy for a little bit until it's time to dispose of you and the diapers. We sure have a...lot of diapers to dispose of!
Sandy takes Adam's diapers out from underneath him, folding the front of the diapers over the back, with the six layered cloth pre-fold diapers still inside. She puts his wet folded-over diapers into his chest while she opens the nursery print diaper up and slides it underneath Adam. Then Sandy gets the eight layers of cloth pre-fold diapers and begins to do the angel-wing fold on the cloth pre-fold diapers, layering in the first four in back then the second four in the front half of the nursery print diaper.
Then, once Sandy got all of the eight cloth pre-fold diapers layered in, she grabbed the tub of baby wipes and opened it. She began to take out more than a dozen wipes as she prepared to begin wiping Adam's diapering areas well. As she finished with each used wipe, she simply dropped each wipe into the crotch of Adam's diaper.
Adam: HEY! How come....you are putting the ....used wipes into my...CLEAN diaper?
Sandy: Because....it.... doesn't matter which of the diapers I put them in, both you and they are all going to the same place.
Sandy uses all of the wipes and then she pulls the front of Adam's diaper up and fastens the tapes.
Sandy: There. All....nice and...comfy and dry. Let's get you down....
Sandy then helps Adam off the changing table then she takes Adam's wet diaper and hands it to him.
Sandy: Here.....you can be a big helper and carry your....wet diapers to the dumpster for me....oh....and ...here ...carry some of your leftover clean disposable diapers too.
Sandy grabs one of the full rolling 32 gallon daycare trash cans and begins to grab Adam's right hand in her left hand as she begins rolling the first of four full 32 gallon daycare trash cans outside to where the 8 yard dumpster is.
Sandy takes Adam and a large rolling 32 gallon trash can full of his unrolled, wet disposable diapers with between four and six layered wet cloth pre-fold diapers inside each of them, out to the daycare 8 yard dumpster where she holds Adam's right hand in her left hand while she slides the right-hand dumpster door open. She takes the diapers that Adam was carrying and tosses them into the dumpster.
Sandy: Alright, time....to get into the dumpster honey.
Adam: Do...I...HAVE...to...go in there?
Sandy: Yes! You have....NO choice and neither do I.
Sandy helps Adam into the dumpster on top of the rest of the loose, wet and messy
disposable diapers, quite a few loose, wet cloth pre-fold diapers, empty packs of disposable diapers, cardboard boxes that used to have disposable diapers in them, along with pieces of bananas, pineapple chunks and peach pieces leftover from a snack time a few days ago. Then Sandy tosses in a bunch of the loose wet disposable diapers with wet layered cloth pre-fold diapers inside into the dumpster, and as quite a few of the diapers land on top of Adam's diaper, tummy and chest, some of the cloth pre-fold diapers scatter around beside Adam and all over his chest, tummy and between his legs.
Adam: HEY! Quit it! My wet diapers are getting wetness all over me!
Sandy: Sorry! It doesn't matter anymore. I.... don't care what happens to you or your stinky diapers. You and they are trash! It won't be too long before the trash truck comes to take you and your...diapers away....
Sandy picks the half empty 32 gallon rolling trash can up and then dumps Adam's diapers into the dumpster all over him as he begins to slide down into the right side of the dumpster.
Diapers falling around him, Adam tries to get comfortable inside the dumpster as the sliding door is closed then locked. It's about 40 to 45 minutes later when Sandy and another one of the daycare techs come to the dumpster, unlock the same sliding door then begin tossing in a lot of loose, cloth pre-fold diapers, a couple pair of plastic pants, a vintage box of Pampers, a Vintage pack of Huggies diapers and a footed sleeper. Sandy and the other lady were talking about how disposing of the diapered people is how it is now and how ecologically, they will contribute to the generation of useful electricity or fuel for electrical turbines.
Adam: (As Sandy tosses in six loose cloth pre-fold diapers) So.....I am...going to end up at some....landfill that generates landfill-to-gas fuels?
Sandy: Yeah.....that is what I read on the landfill website.
Adam: How long will it be before the trash truck comes?
Sandy: Oh, maybe a day or two....give or take.
Adam: Do I...get any diaper changes still?
Sandy: Uh...no! Why...would I want to clean up trash?
Sandy picks up the second rolling 32 gallon daycare trash can and dumps the loads of loose cloth pre-fold diapers and disposable diapers into the dumpster spilling the entire load at Adam's feet. Most of the diapers fell against his entire front of his body, with quite a few of the tapes sticking to the plastic back sheet of Adam's diaper and hanging down from it.
Adam: Awwwe! MAAAAN!
Sandy then puts the empty can down and the second lady from the daycare picks up the third full can and dumps it into the dumpster, again, spilling even more loose cloth pre-fold diapers and disposable diapers all over Adam. Now the diapers are piled up to the top of his waistband of his diaper!
Adam: Awwwe, come.....on!
The lady bangs the can on the side of the open door of the dumpster before putting it back down. Then, the two reached down beside them and both grabbed large untied, black trash bags full of Adam's leftover clean cloth pre-fold diapers and the other bag full of loose clean nursery print disposable diapers. Each lady emptied both bags into the dumpster then tossed the now empty bags into the dumpster before looking right at Adam as Sandy slid the dumpster door closed and locked it with the padlock.
It was mid-afternoon by this time and the heat of the summer day was beginning to cool off slowly as the sun got closer and closer to setting. Inside the dumpster, Adam tried to get comfortable as he layed down in his back on top of the diapers as more and more diapers slid down off the pile from the top of the load each time he moved. Adam got curious to see if the lids were able to be opened so he could peer outside to see what was going on. Of...course...the lids were heavy and he was unable to push them up at all. The dark, stinky air inside the dumpster began to loom as the air began to cool inside the dumpster. Adam wondered if anyone was going to bring out more diapers for disposal before the trash truck came.
It seemed like an eternity before the sounds around the dumpster died down to a low roar signalling that evening had indeed transformed into late night.
Adam got sleepy and fell asleep. Adam tossed and turned, his now semi-wet cloth diapers feeling quite wet and beginning to feel cooler and cooler. Adam woke up suddenly when the sound of the padlock on the right side of the dumpster was unlocked and the door slid opened. It was the daycare janitors, or the cleaning crew coming to take out more diapers. The cleaning ladies dumped in six full 13 gallon trash cans worth of diapers into the dumpster. Wet cloth pre-fold diapers, Adam's printed and non printed plastic pants, more onesie bodysuits, and a lot of wet and messy disposable diapers. Then, one of the cleaning ladies saw Adam after she had taken a large pile of used wipes out of the bottom of one of the 13 gallon daycare trash cans and then she pulled him closer to the door before reaching down to the waistband of the front of his diaper and stuffing the used wad of wipes down into his diaper.
Adam: HEEEY! What.....are ..YOU... doing? What? Why?
Dark-haired cleaning lady: I thought that...it would be a...good place to stuff the wipes since you and your.....diapers are trash!
Then the other cleaning lady takes one of the cloth pre-fold diapers hanging over the side and then reaches into the dumpster then over to Adam's diaper and then proceeds to stuff the cloth pre-fold diaper into the left-hand leg elastics before sliding the dumpster door closed and locking it with the padlock.
This must have been around 3:30 am to 4:00 am before the daycare opened for the day.
Adam spent the next few hours fighting the urge to go number 2 into his diapers. The pressure soon subsided and he began to relax. Soon, the sounds of business was heard by Adam inside the dumpster. Cars, and trucks driving by the dumpster as they dropped off diapers, used clothing that were donated to the daycare and a diesel truck that almost sounded like a trash truck engine coming closer and closer to the dumpster. When the dumpster didn't move, Adam sighed in relief. As the morning became later morning, Adam got horny inside his diapers after wetting the diapers. He had to get rid of the pressure so...he layed down and began the quick process of filling the front of his diapers with number 3.
Adam relaxed afterwards and fell into a short nappied nap before the padlock on the side of the dumpster door came off and the door slid open. A few seconds later, a few fat and very heavy white trash bags flew into the dumpster followed by four opened packs of disposable diapers that had belonged to Adam. Then a few more onesie bodysuits flew in before the door slid closed and the door was locked. That was....the final time that Adam saw the dumpster door open.
Adam began to feel sweaty and hot, not wearing nothing other than his diapers wasn't much help, the sweat began to bead and run down into the waistband of his diaper.
Adam: (Groaning to himself) Uuuuuuuuh! This....HEAT!!!! It... Makes this....stink worse!!!! Uuuuuuuuh!!!!!
Adam frustratingly layed down again and tried to get comfortable. He could feel the air starting to cool off once again. Adam had a gut feeling that this was going to be the last few hours in the dumpster.
Adam managed to somehow accidentally trigger a slight avalanche of loose cloth diapers and disposable diapers along with some more pineapple chunks with more banana slices, cascading down upon him and onto his chest, into his hair and into the sagging waistband of his diaper!
Adam looked down and was covered from ankles to stomach with diapers, clothing and leftover food pieces from a snack at the daycare.
Adam tried to pick out the pineapple chunks with some success only two have the banana slices end up squished into his hair before he layed his head into a pile of now opened wet disposable diapers with some wet cloth pre-fold diapers of his in them. As he lay his head down, the open back end of the open diaper, semi-wrapped around the left side of his head and face, with the floppy, wet, stinky cloth pre-fold diapers flopping down into the tip of his nose and resting there.
Adam: (mumbling to himself) Awe....for...get it! Might as....well just...stay right....here!
Adam moved a little to get more comfortable and caused more diapers to come sliding down onto him, covering his face and head and scrunching down the back end of the disposable diaper with cloth pre-fold diapers inside that was nearly wrapped around the back of his head, pressing the padding against his left cheek of his face.
Wondering what the transfer station and landfill was going to do with him once he got there, Adam occupied the remaining time considering every possible option.
Soon, the late morning became afternoon and it was getting hotter and hotter inside the dumpster. Adam layed there, nearly completely covered in diapers and his own old and new clothing just listening to the sounds of the surroundings until afternoon became late evening. As the unsympathetic heat index began to transform into the cool of night, Adam before too long had drifted off into a deep slumber. It was some time in the morning when Adam awoke suddenly to the sound of an idling Diesel truck very near the dumpster. Then, Adam heard the sounds of metal sliding against the metal of the dumpster then suddenly, the dumpster rose and then bounced before it continued to rise and tip over before leveling out a little then the dumpster began to pitch forward as the lids began to swing open.
Suddenly, Adam and the load of diapers, clothing and daycare trash began to be violently flung into the trash truck's hopper!
Adam: Whooooooooaaaaaah......UHHHHH!!!!!
Adam was flung out of the dumpster and into the hopper landing on top of the diapers and other trash that was already inside the hopper. The driver of the trash truck banged the can three times to get any diapers that may be stuck to the sides of the dumpster.
Then, as the dumpster went back down, the compactor cycles began.
Adam: HEY! WAAAAIT! NO! I...don't wanna be crushed! Hey! Stop....it! Wait!
Adam: Whoah! Ooooooof! Ouch! Hey! Make it.....STOP!
Adam: Ohhhh....crrrrap! I think.....my...dia....................per....is..............going.................to......burst!
As the compactor blade pushes in harder and harder, Adam's diaper gets more and more bunched up and crumpled up between his legs as his legs get spread out some as diapers, cloth pre-fold diapers are forced against his diapered butt and between his legs forcing his legs apart as his upper body is being pressed against several black trash bags and white trash bags from prior existing loads.
As the pressure lasted for between 4 and 6 seconds, Adam realized that the pressure wasn't all that much as he had expected. He was near the top of the load and the cycle had rolled his body to his right side.
Suddenly, Adam found himself being rolled back into his back being covered with diapers, clothing and daycare trash as well as his own diapers.
As the first half-pack cycle ended with the compactor blade retracting, everything in the hopper settled where it was for a few seconds until Daily Dumps began another half-pack cycle.
Adam: (Sighing) Uuuuh! Here.....we....GO....a....gain! I...WISH that they were PUTIN on my Huggies right now!
Adam: ....YYYEP! Another packer cycle!
Oooof! Uuuuuuh! My.....dia.........per!!!!
Ooooooh......uuuuuuuuuuuuh!
Adam: (Catching his breath) Ahhhhhhh! Gees! It....STINKS in here!!!! Wheeeew!
Then as the trash truck drove along, it kept packing everything inside the hopper!
Adam: Gees! What IS it? Does....the trash man want my...diapers to pop? My....tapes to come off and my diapers to fall off or something?
Adam: HEEEY!!!!! Heeeeeeeeeey! My....diapers! I think......they might......pop and fall off! PLLLLLLLEASE! Make...it.....STTTTOP!
As Daily Dumps drives along the trash route, it seems to be a long time before the truck got to the next stop. He keeps running the compactor cycles as he drives. While the compactor blade keeps crushing the diapers, Adam and the trash inside the hopper, something wet, gooey and slimy splatters into Adam's hair and all over the front of his body, in his face, down his chest, and is now running down into the waistband of Adam's diaper!
Before too long, Adam and his diapers are packed nice and tightly inside the packer container along with the rest of the trash.
Adam finds himself smashed between a now burst white trash bag full of more diapers, wipes and an old onesie bodysuit or two and the load of diapers he was dumped with.
Now the compactor blade is coming back again to crush everything!
The pressure is "brief" yet enough to make Adam feel it for the 4 to 5 seconds.
Daily Dumps pulls up to the next dumpster and slides the forks in easily with precision before picking the dumpster up, and raising it over the truck to empty the trash into the hopper. Adam has no idea where the truck is nor can he see much from underneath all of the diapers and trash. A large load of diapers, a high chair with the white plastic tray, a bunch of rolled up adult diapers, and assorted other items of trash rained down into the hopper!
The highchair tray ends up forced upwards in the load under pressure.
The white trash bags full of diapers and trash rise up to the top edge of the packer blade as it pushes in!
Adam inside the container, gets diapers and trash pushed up against him hard as the packer blade pushes in and against the loads for the prescribed 4-5 seconds.
The blade cycle reverses thus releasing the pressure and it retracts fast. Seemingly, nothing appears as though it has been packed at all after it retracts.
Daily Dumps goes to the next stop and dumps in a load from a local adult care home.
Then Daily Dumps empties their dumpster, banging it a couple times before lowering the dumpster and running the compactor cycle again.
By now, the truck had become nearly packed out. Daily Dumps makes a trip to the transfer station to dump the load.
The End.....
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