Someone has taken my recycling it’s not the bin men!

[Princessbananahamock]

Weird I know there is a thread about crimes etc but this is weird ! My eldest puts all his cans into a bag for recycling I add with tins more cans …. This has vanished I noticed as I was putting the recycling and bins out I also needed to put more in ( we recycle everything we can)
I have a cam outside but deleted about 3 days ago however I put stuff in that bag over the weekend! I’m inhancing the sensor on camera. I’m hoping for aliens but I think it’s my weird neighbour.

Why would someone take my recycling?

They may be after your DNA and trying to clone you

If it’s a decent number of cans then someone might be trying to put together some scrap metal to make extra pennies ——- but i would have thought that they would need a major amount

Or just someone being weird

Well if it’s from the cans it won’t be me it will be my sons . Oh my god the world can not handle another one of him, or his brother humanity is doomed ! Beeem me up Scotty!’
I tried my best to train and educate these spawns of satan but the asshole gene was too great. ( they are lovely lads really can wash up do own laundry etc)
Humanity is doomed unless they like pizza and chicken tikka, chips burger and Heinz spaghetti. Also lamb with carrots in a mint and redcurrant gravy.

They can weigh them in as scrap. Still gets recycled

Has one of your neighbours been given one of those ludicrous homework assignments such as, for example, to construct the Titanic out of the contents of the recycling bin? This happened to us. We have three kids. Every kid in the school had to do this nonsense. Three Titanics on four days notice. I had to ask my neighbours for a rake through their bin too.

I had 4 recycling boxes as we recycle everything we can- I’m down to 2. So your aliens have visited me too and have stolen 2 of my boxes.

Other than that I can only think my lazy neighbours couldn’t be arsed to go and collect new ‘free’ boxes from the council. Annoys me so much.

Someone probably wanted to cash them in…

I used to live in a street lined with many blocks of apartments. We’d all put our recycling out once a week, the night before.

Early in the morning, before the recycling truck arrived, a man would arrive in his car with trailer attached at around 4am and collect every single bottle, separating the bottles out from the cans etc. and loading them into his trailer. He did this for the whole street. This took some time. The sound of clinking bottles echoed up and down the street for a solid hour. Most of us awakened to that sound and had lie to there in our beds listening to it all - the echoing clinking bottle noises would not let us sleep. No entreaties to the bloke to ‘go away’ worked. He always stayed, collecting away, until he had every last bottle. He was thorough.

Then he’d finally finish and leave, and then the recycling truck would arrive and its noisy hydraulic arms would lift the bins and empty them, and the compressor would be grindingly compressing, and the truck would be accelerating and breaking its way up the street.

All the residents hated fucking recycling.

A fox.

oh likely a fox i agree