Editors Note:


EDITOR'S NOTE: Fresh off a three year managerial stint, your friendly neighborhood lenslinger is back on the street and under heavy deadline. As the numbing effects of his self-imposed containment wear off, vexing reflections and pithy epistles are sure to follow...

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

My Own Mount Trashmore

Every time the International Home Furnishings Market hits High Point, city workers round up 300 tons of cardboard boxes, packing material and those damn Styrofoam popcorn balls. As one who’s about to drag his own recyclables to the curb, I really feel for the city workers who have to separate this mountain range of refuse by hand. Truth is, there are days when I’d gladly trade my camera and laundry list of assignments for a pair of rubber gloves and a chance to hear smooth R and B that has emanated from the Waste Materials Warehouse’s loudspeakers every time I visit.

Which brings me to this picture. I was merely trying to illustrate the size of the trash heap, but the image I came away with reminds of those Demotivation Posters I’ve seen on-line. But in the hustle and bustle of an incredibly busy week, I’m having trouble coming up with a caption. Any suggestions? The person with the best line wins a Viewfinder BLUES virtual t-shirt...

5 comments:

Smitty said...

Television news is a dirty business.. And XDcams are trash!

ewink said...

First, Smitty you should be slapped for that comment. If I had an XDCam I would have an orgasm.

Anyway, here is my caption:

"I see our Assignment Editor has cleaned up a bit..."

Or...

"Dreading another 'live in a parking lot' evening, Stew pondered life as a waste disposal tech but realized he couldn't handle the increased respect."

ewink said...

Oh, one more... :)

Life. Even if you get to the stop, your just sitting on a pile of trash.

HockeyPat said...

One man's trash heap is another man's career!

Rob said...

It's the man that makes the obstacles, not the obstacles that make the man.