I decided to do some cleaning around my house. Specifically to get rid of all my old TVs and computer monitors that I've been upgrading and keeping for the last 10 years.
Instead of taking them to the dump as garbage, I thought I'd recycle them. So I go to the Encorp.ca website and it specifically lists that CRT TVs and computer monitors are acceptable as recycleable items.
I look up on their list of locations, and they list the local Salvation Army as a recycling depot for electronics. I think to myself, "great, maybe they can resell them and make a couple of bucks".
So just to be double-sure, I phoned that Salvation Army last week and made sure they would accept them. The lady said, "yes, no problem, just make sure you come down during business hours". Great...I was feeling pretty good about myself.
So this morning, I pack up three medium-sized black TVs (21" to 26" in size) and three CRT computer monitors into my truck and head down to the Sally-Ann. I pull up to the drop off door and ring the buzzer.
This asian lady comes out that doesn't speak a word of english, raises her hands to her head and runs away yelling. She reminded me of the famous Singapore airlines viral video of the lady that missed her flight. Anyways.
The manager lady comes out and makes a HUGE deal about "a truck load of TVs". She didn't want to take them. I'm like, "excuse me, but I phoned ahead of time and you guys said it was OK. It's only six items". She was saying they don't have any space...but I looked inside and there was plenty of space.
So I tell her that 1) the Encorp website lists them, 2) I phoned ahead of time, and 3) that I'm just trying to do the right thing for the environment. I start unloading them. The whole time she's whining about how many TVs and she was starting to piss me off. So I start being a little bit more firm with my voice and all of a sudden she's all like "I don't have to take these TVs you know! I can send you away".
There was still a couple of them left in my truck. So I just keep quiet and keep unloading with a nice friendly smile. Ten years ago I would have just thrown them out of my truck...but now I've learned when to keep my mouth shut in order to take the path of least resistance.
Screw the Sally-Ann and the horse they rode in on.