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Stories of people's strange behaviour

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I had a little extra garbage than usual this week as some painters just finished doing some work at my house. On the morning of the garbage collection I found a couple of wheelie bins close by that were not quite full and proceeded to put some extra garbage in them. My understanding of wheelie bin etiquette is that once a bin is on the footpath ready to be collected it is fair game if it isn't full. Anyway, a short time later I noticed the empty paint cans had mysteriously reappeared on my driveway.

Strange behaviour from my perspective, but perhaps my concept of wheelie bin etiquette isn't right? Maybe it's my behaviour that's strange? Any views?

Anyway, I thought this thread could be for stories of people's weird behaviour. The strange things people do often give me a laugh so feel free to share your stories with the rest of us!
 
I find a lot of human behaviour stange and amusing. Your neighbour was simply being territorial. Uptight, but not unexpected.
 
Stockguru, maybe the neighbour would have been quite happy for you to put the cans in his bin if you'd asked first. Might be very possessive about his bin.
I have a neighbour who rarely fills her bin so I often use her empty space, but it's an agreement we have.

On bin etiquette, I don't like to see people misusing the recycle bin. Saw one bloke filling it with his grass clippings and general garden rubbish.
 
Well I am possessive of my bin. I put out home number stickers on it. The neighbours have had visible maggot in their binsyuk. I bleach the inside every couple of months to keep it clean.

Agree with Julia, more than likely would have been Ok if you'd asked.
 

did your neighbour take your paint out because they needed the room?
If they didn't go and tell he or she they are a d!ckhead and they need to get a life.
 
I had a small skip delivered to my house one Friday morning just before I set off to work - $115 for the weekend. Had a major backyard clean up to do. By the time I got home that evening it was nearly full - everything from matresses to building waste to a dryer.

My retired neighbour (the local busybody and peeping tom) came over as I stood in my driveway muttering obscenities at the big yellow bucket. He had a full report on everyone he'd watched dump their stuff into my skip over the course of the day. Two of the guilty parties were from my street and a third was from around the corner. I knocked on the doors of each of them and very politely explained I needed the space but obviously they had to get rid of their junk as well - I could get another bin if they were happy to fork out $50 to share the cost - either that or they help me pull their junk back out. Rather than run down on a Friday evening to wrestle in the mess, they all paid up (one fellow wasn't home, and his very embarrassed wife forked over the cash instead - he came over Sat morning to apologise!). I called the skip company the next morning who sent a truck down by 10:30, collected the full bin and gave me a fresh one. End result - I still got my cleanup done and pocked an extra $35 that went toward a couple of bottles of excellent Margaret River Sauv Blanc.

I had another skip out the front next weekend and no-one touched it

No earth shattering moral to that story, but I'd suggest its polite to ask first unless you know them pretty well.
 
People are strange

If someone knocked on my door asking if i minded if they put XYZ in
my bin...id laugh my self silly.

Seen some strange stuff over the years but nothing comes to mind at
the moment.
 
Since we're on the topic of rubbish bins and the like...

My dad makes home brew. When he started he used to bottle it in those glass long neck beer bottles. One day he noticed, out the front of a house a couple of doors up in our street, that there was a fair amount of these bottles in their recycling tub (back before they had separate bins). Obviously the guy drinks his grog from long necks.

Every bin night dad would go and grab the empty beer bottles for his home brew, until obviously the bloke in the house caught wind of him doing so. No more beer bottles for dad.

I find that strange, he's happy to chuck them out in his recycling, but if somebody wants to put them to good use... no sir!

It's a bit like when you have your council hard rubbish collections and you get those people driving around rummaging through everybody's piles or rubbish. They get some dirty looks from people...
 
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