Monday, June 14, 2010

Farm Girl Street Cred

So I slipped a little as the girl who was raised on a farm. My suburban DH didn't know what to do either. In my defense, I was never an Adult on a farm, so who to call when there's a dead deer in your yard was not something I ever worried about.
  • DH called the town hall, and they said "Oh, well, that's not really our problem. Call County Highway." who said..
  • "Oh, well, that road is not really our problem, you need State Highway." who of course said...
  • "Oh. Well, we don't do that. Unless it's on the road. And no, putting it back on the road would be illegal." So we called Grandpa, who said
  • "Oh, well, you need the GAME department." Which apparently NY doesn't have. Just 'Enviromental Conservation'
So wandering around the internet, I noticed that if you live in New York City, and you have a dead animal in the road, you can e-mail a form to your sanitation department. So, we've got a garbage company! So we call them and...
  • "Oh, umm, hang on...Yup we sure can do that. It's a $5 charge though."

I told DH to tape a $20 to that stinky, rotting carcass for the poor schmuck that's gonna pick it up. Street cred lost, but I can use the dang internets.

1 comment:

  1. Ugh, you made him move it by himself?? Poor DH!

    Yay for the new blog! I'm your first and biggest fan!

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