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Embedded reporting from the dumpster wars
Apr. 13, 2004

we just reopened our restaurant. we have a new landlord. he is a huge prick. we will refer to him throughout the future by the initials A.H.

A.H. DOESN'T LIKE DIRTY THINGS. HE GETS V. ANGRY AT CIGARETTE BUTTS IN THE PARKING LOT. HE SCREAMS A LOT. sometimes, he says things like, "I'M GETTING TIRED OF THIS SHIT!" and "DON'T LET ME CATCH YOU USING MY DUMPSTER FOR THAT KITCHEN TRASH."

I've done my best to be very polite and courteous. A.H. makes this difficult, because he is A.H. In order to alleviate his stress over improper dumpster usage, I painted a big sign on our dumpster to identify it as ours...I also put locks on it so no one else can use it, especially A.H. I told our employees, this is our dumpster, do not use the other dumpster, ever, ever, ever. A.H. is still v. unhappy though, because he is a sad, sad, sad man.

A.H. IS FRIGHTENED OF STRANGERS, ESPECIALLY IF THEY ARE BLACK OR BROWN. A.H. HAS NO LASTING MEMORY OF EVER MEETING ANYONE BLACK OR BROWN, EVEN IF HE MEETS THEM EVERYDAY.

A.H. knows how to conquer his fear of colored strangers...He runs up to them as they are getting out of their cars and asks "MAY I HELP YOU?!?", A.H. always says this in a very nasty tone, I guess because he is frightened, but being very brave, and that makes a person's tone very nasty indeed. The reason his memory is broken, I couldn't begin to speculate...but I know that it must be, because, every afternoon, my Mexican and African American staff members come to work (these are not strange and different people, they come to work here 5 days a week) and A.H. runs up to them, with his nasty, attempting to overcome the fear of the foreign menace tone, and says "MAY I HELP YOU?!?"

My staff members are always polite, they introduce themselves (again), and wish for a day when they can just come to work without being accosted by a racist bully.

Sorry for the lack of dispatches as of late, but i've been pretty busy trying to open a restaurant and keep my murderous rage under control. Some days are easier.