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When I was a teenager, it was my job to drive the recycling to the local high school (where I attended) and empty the recycling into the bins in the parking lot. I hated this chore and circumvented it by loading the recycling in my trunk and just driving it around for weeks on end.
Well, my senior year, there was something I really wanted for Christmas. My folks went out of Black Friday and got it for me. They subsequently wrapped it and hid it in the trunk of my car with all the recycling. They were certain I wouldn't take the recycling prior to Christmas and if I did, they would let me have the gift early.
They were right. I never did find the gift in the trunk. Looking back, I don't know why I hated the recycling. I drove past the bins every freaking day.
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