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This is what ‘we’ll deal with it later’ looks like. That sign didn’t go up by accident. Someone knew. Someone saw the risk, saw the gap, saw the possibility of everything going sideways and decided at least this   needed to be marked. A rally point isn’t about emergencies you hope for. It’s about the ones you know are possible. And when it’s standing alone, tied to a fence with no one around, it tells you something uncomfortable, the danger was anticipated, but the problem th

All is Calm. All is Covered. They call it a half day. Christmas Eve has a way of slowing things down, even at the landfill. The air feels different, carols humming somewhere in the background, sugar cookies cooling on kitchen counters, kids buzzing with that barely contained excitement that only shows up once a year. Smiles come easier today. Even the work seems to carry a softer rhythm, like everyone knows something special is waiting on the other side of the shift. Christma

You copied the notes. I carried the weight. 5:32 a.m. The audiobook was still murmuring in the background, coffee was brewing, and that warm, unmistakable “home” scent was filling the room, the kind of smell that tricks you into believing you might actually get a calm morning. Then my phone lit up like it had something urgent to confess. Buzz after buzz. Messages stacking. Screenshots. Tags. All asking the same thing: “Hey… did you see this? Isn’t that… your work?” And here’s

"Welcome to the S*** Show" What hits first isn’t the heat, it’s the sight. The second you step off the plane, you see it. How people handle waste. And how they don’t. Before you even clear customs, the story starts writing itself, plastic tangled in brush, the remnants of once-burned garbage still melted into the sand, half-buried and overgrown with grass in the ditches outside what looks like homes but feels like survival. Bottles and Styrofoam catching sunlight like confett

Oh, look at you. You showed up today. Bravo. Round of applause. You clocked in, nodded through the safety huddle like it was story time,...

Best seat in the house. Steel tracks, dirt under my boots, and a view you can’t buy. If your office door spins faster than a carnival...

Gravity isn’t the problem. Lack of training is. Compliance is supposed to protect people, the environment, and the integrity of the work....

Sidelines view, equal parts comedy, tragedy, and "how do you still have a job?" Have you ever known exactly what the water head in front...

It isn't about who's in charge. It's about who shows up. You know what’s disgustingly rare these days? Finding people who aren’t...

Shane "Baby-Boss" watching the hand-held radios for his signal while helping in the scale-house Let me start with a giant thank you... To...

Trash doesn’t vanish. It just moves to someone else’s backyard. You ever try doing the right thing and still get spit on for it? Try showing up to work every day at a landfill, busting your ass to protect the environment, follow every rule, and keep the community safe, only to be screamed at by someone with a protest sign in one hand and a Facebook article in the other. People who don’t know the regulations. People who don’t know the engineering. People who don’t want to unde

The turf wars up top? They’re not just a nuisance; they’re a slow burn. While leadership draws battle lines and protects their kingdoms,...

Because clearly, when the dozer won’t start, a TikTok dance will fix it. When the landfill catches fire, just throw a filter on it. And...

The curse of the capable is that they make it look easy, until it breaks them. They don’t complain. They don’t stall. They just get. it....

Before I ever opened my mouth, the room was already talking. Not out loud though. It was like striking a match in a room full of dry...

There’s a chapter in every leadership manual that tells you not to get too close. “Maintain professional distance.” “Don’t be friends...

Some of the most powerful lessons I ever learned didn’t come with a title slide or a breakroom whiteboard. They came with a glance, a...

In every facility, transfer station, landfill, or MRF, there’s one group that keeps the entire operation moving forward: the frontline....

He didn't run the equipment. He didn't solve the daily problems. He didn't build trust with the crew. His only job? Keep the damn lights...

It always starts the same way.... the room, the crowd, the code. I'm standing shoulder to shoulder with other professionals, most of them...