Dear City of Los Angeles,
Please advise your underpaid Neanderthal — who was driving the green truck in the Palisades neighborhood of San Pedro on Wednesday, April 23rd, 2008 — that next time he mindlessly spills no less than forty pounds of mown grass and yard waste from my responsibly placed green bin all over the fucking sidewalk, curb, and street, forcing me to come out there and clean the mess up like some sort of shit-shoveling laborer from fucking seventeenth-century feudal Europe, it would would be proper for him to AT LEAST LEAVE A FUCKING NOTE OF APOLOGY.
Yours truly,
The guy you can probably find on the Street View of Google Maps out at the curb in his wife-beater and underwear tossing a bag of Sierra bottles into the blue bin.
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