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We call them grunters. They're ghost hunters but grunters is more appropriate because most of them are pigs.
Benjamin Franklin said there were only two things certain in life: death and taxes. But I'd like to add a third certainty: trash. And while some in this room might want to discuss reducing taxes, I want to talk about reducing trash.
Greenpeace protesters who lived on the trees right above the planned radar location (Google Maps) and who eat environmentally friendly roots, insect, excrements, and dirt.
When young, one is confident to be able to build palaces for mankind, but when the time comes one has one's hands full just to be able to remove their trash.
It makes me angry to think that ... female sanitation workers will spend their days doing a job most of their co-workers think they can't handle, and then they will go home and do another job most of their co-workers don't want.
In California, they don't throw their garbage away - they make it into TV shows.
Some of us are like a shovel brigade that follow a parade down Main Street cleaning up.
To leave the world better than you found it, sometimes you have to pick up other people's trash.
I guess it beats throwing trash for a living.
It's called loitering, which is like littering with human beings as the trash.
They come in injured and mangled, we put them back together, then they stand in my halls making demands. A thankless lot to be sure.
Workers are like lemons: When the rich have sucked out all the juice, they throw them in the garbage.
Toronto's already ass-deep in cockroaches and conservatives; what's one more lower life-form?
People are always saying bad things about them, but really they think they're just trying to clean up our planet. I'm not saying it's right but, you know, we could all benefit from following that example.
Look at all that rubbish," she said, watching the electric van slowly whirr from bin to bin, little men in gloves removing it all.
"They're taking it away," I said.
"Where to?" she said. "It just gets moved around dearie, that's all.
Do-gooders
if theyd only do good.
Sometimes if you talk trash, you end up taking out the garbage.
Marathon tidying produces a heap of garbage. At this stage, the one disaster that can wreak more havoc than an earthquake is the entrance of that recycling expert who goes by the alias of "mother.
Trash is something you get rid of - or disease. I'm not something you get rid of.
Men and women approaching retirement age should be recycled for public service work, and their companies should foot the bill. We can no longer afford to scrap-pile people.
Garbage is the part of your history you don't want your family to know about.
Hello from the gutters of NYC, which is filled with dog manure, vomit, stale wine, urine,and blood. Hello from the sewers of NYC which swallow up these delicacies when they are washed away by the sweeper trucks.
It helps if you don't think of them as human. More than one officer has called this job pest control.
"Solid wastes" are the discarded leftovers of our advanced consumer society. This growing mountain of garbage and trash represents not only an attitude of indifference toward valuable natural resources, but also a serious economic and public health problem.
In Chicago [during the Great Depression], a crowd of some fifty hungry men fought over barrel of garbage set outside the back door of restaurant
The worst job in the whole world must be recycling toilet paper.
I think a lot of people get pregnant and decide they can turn into garbage disposals.
One man's trash that's another man's come up.
Save the World-ers
But it's all the little people, Buk, the twenty-five-buck-a-week guys who gave up everything to keep the thing going. The guys with cardboard in their shoes. The guys who slept on the floor.
Photographers undervalue the use of the wastebasket in their pursuit of fine photography.
Actual artists, and despite their reputation for chaos, most artists keep their supplies and work spaces scrupulously tidy. It's the personal lives that get messy. Dusk,
People in south Manchester overwhelming want to be able to recycle more than they currently can - especially cardboard and plastics - and want more frequent and accessible collections, particularly for those living in flats.
In the end we're all janitors and if we can leave the world a little better, a little cleaner, then our lives were worth living." ~*~
You hang out with trash and you start to smell like garbage.
I grouped my fellow employees into three categories: the plebes, the damned, and the demons.
for work these days; nobody had been hired in janitorial
A simple pecking order has always characterized mankind's relationship to waste: The wealthy throw out what they do not want, the poor scavenge what they can, and whatever remains is left to rot.
No one knows what it's like ... to be a dustbin ... in Shaftesbury ... with hooligans ...
Then the flight attendants, garbage bags in hand, glided down the aisle, looking each one of us square in the face and whispering, without discrimination, Your trash. You're trash. Your family's trash.
Down the sidewalk
where laborers feed their dirty
glistening torsos sandwiches
and Coca-Cola, with yellow helmets
on. They protect them from falling
bricks, I guess.
I saw America's economy last night, people raiding dumpsters at a higher rate than normal in my home town. Digging through garbage shouldn't be a career. Thanks Democrats. Thanks Republicans.
Monsters, show me the monsters: these people out on the street.
My people.
The world of efficiency and anonymity dehumanises us. We have to ask who the invisible people are. Who makes our clothes? Who picks our vegetables? And how are they treated?
Fine fellows - cannibals - in their place.
Thank you, yard sales, for being the perfect way to say to your neighbors: 'We think we're important enough to charge money for our garbage.'
There are those who collect the refuse of the public streets, but in order to be received into the band it is necessary to have been born one of the Hereditary Confederacy of Superfluity Removers and Abandoned Oddment Gatherers.
Suppose two-thirds of the members of the national House of Representatives were dumped into the Washington garbage incinerator tomorrow, what would we lose to offset our gain of their salaries and the salaries of their parasites?
What do you call those things at the bottom of rivers? Frogs? Stones? Unsuccessful gangsters?
Some people in England only have their wheelie bins collected once a fortnight. Their suffering is unimaginable.
Republicans are so empty-headed, they wouldn't make a good landfill.
Stained raincoats, I reckon." "And shitpaper stuck to their shoes.
Where do the homeless have 90 per cent of their accidents?
Overcrowded cities are spawning increasingly lawless suburbs. Waste is accumulating in and around them, straining the capacity to deal with it.
Baby, I ain't trash. Trash is something you throw away. My people keep me.
The first measure of any civilization is how it deals with its trash.
all of the garbage associated with that,
If people realized someone would be sorting through their trash, would they be more careful in what they throw away?
The crap and the trash of the world. Post-consumer human butt wipe that no one would ever go to the trouble to recycle.
Yesterday, some hooligans knocked over a dustbin in Shaftesbury.
God help anyone who disobeys my recycling system. I have all the separated bins. I'm very adamant about it because I try to be a good citizen of the world, I really do. I even use eco-friendly cleaning products, but sometimes you just have to break open the disinfectant. Some jobs require it.
I've always had a special place in my heart for old women digging through garbage bins. They saved my life so many times as a baby.
People... people who NEED people, are the yuckiest people in the world.
people, the kind of man who
We asked for workers. We got people instead.
How come you don't ever hear about gruntled employees? And who has been dis-ing them anyhow?
When elites see a homeless person in the gutter, they assume he's saving a parking place.
What are a handful of reasonable men against a crowd with stones in their hands?
You kids today don't understand. You go into the stalls, and you sit on the toilets, and you read your comic books. But you never think about the brave cleaning supplies that gave their lives so you could have a safe place to do your business.
The brainless serenity of charwomen and janitors working late at night came over us. In a messy world we were at least making our little corner clean.
Oh, it's just a trash can. Chill out." (Marco) BAM! BAM! BAM! "Okay, so it's four trash cans," (Marco) " BAM! BAM! BAM! "Do you hate trash cans? Is that your problem? Do you just HATE TRASH CANS?!!" (Jake)
Men, I say, but better to call them human spiders that go crawling in between and under the tables with rags in their hands, ..from the reader's choice about MK Gandhi and his works for the regeneration of human kind.
My plumbing is all screwed up. Because it turns out, I do not own a garbage disposal.
We know these men are professionals whose services are up for bid and whose bags are packed, and yet we call them our own and take personal, even civic pride in their accomplishments.
Human beings. They are the ones with the most important job. They are supposed to make what they want out of what they are given.
There may not be a great job for [Aboriginal people] but whatever there is, they just have to do it, and if it's picking up rubbish around the community, it just has to be done.
He said that every day without a fail when he commuted on the packed buses he saw city garbage trucks leaving on their rounds several at a time. Shin-ae understands what her husband is saying. She wonders how many souls a day are loaded into those garbage trucks and then disposed of. (Cho 2006: 16)
I consider myself a law-abiding person. But I'm exhausted. I don't know where to put the bottles, newspapers, cans, and other stuff for garbage pickup outside my house. The rules are so thick you need someone from M.I.T. to explain them.
The neo-hippie-dips, the sentimentality-crazed iguana anthropomorphizers, the Chicken Littles, the three-bong-hit William Blakes- thank God these people don't actually go outdoors much, or the environment would be even worse than it is already.
All businesses and jobs depend on a vast number of people, often unnoticed and unthanked, without which nothing really gets done. They are all human and deserve respect and gratitude.
Everybody has their shit to shovel,
People who are employed in a way they don't like - my heart cries for them.
Kids. They're not tin cans or sheetrock. They're laughing machines. Wind them up and watch them go.
The gardener knows how to turn garbage into compost. Therefore our anger, sadness, and fear is the best compost for our compassion.
Trashy Women should probably exclusively date Garbage Men
These old people. These human ruins.
America's dumpsters should not be better fed than its people.
These were people who believed everything about the Soviet Union was perfect, but they were bringing their own toilet paper.
It's a rotten job, but somebody's got to do it.
You must write for the waste basket.
I wonder what ants do on rainy days?
In today's world, human desires far supersede human needs. Waste, as you can see, is the result of that disparity.
Shit and piss and trash were thrown from windows to the distant street until rain came to wash them away, and like plants in rich soil, the unstable, unreliable buildings rose, driven by the deep human desire to be the one least shat upon.
There was nothing particularly wrong with them; they were just the ordinary garden variety of human garbage.
People must work in unison.
heavy demolition unit.
One man's trash is another man's girlfriend.
Sometimes they purposely asked people over just to give themselves the incentive to clean up in a frantic rush before they arrived.
Their parents buried empty coffins
The history of men is reflected in the history of sewers.