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The World in Which we Live Our Lives

I actually had this conversation once:

Me [on the phone]: The trash men didn't come to pick up my garbage today.

Trash person: Did you have it at the curb by 7:00 AM?

Me: They weren't here before 7:00 AM. I had it at the curb before they were here.

Trash person: Did you have your trash at the curb this morning before 7:00 AM?

Me: It doesn't matter whether I had it there before 7:00 AM because the truck wasn't there before 7:00 AM. I had it at the curb before the truck came.

Trash Person: OK. Did you have it at the curb before 7:00 AM, though?

Me: I'm trying to tell you that I can hear the garbage trucks in the morning. I'm in the front of the house, the house is right on the street, the garbage trucks are loud. I always hear the garbage trucks when they come down my street. I would hear the truck if I was home and the truck was on my street. I didn't hear the garbage truck. It wasn't on my street before I put my trash at the curb.

Trash person: All right, then. Let me see if I understand, was the trash at the curb before 7:00 AM?

Me: Yes. It was at the curb by 7:00 AM.

Trash person: We'll send someone to pick it up in the morning.