The Trash Route-Trash Day
Daniel was a very direct one and done kind of guy. His wife, was a kind, strong, open-minded and very loving motherly type of woman. Daniel adored his wife and his wife adored Daniel very, very much. Daniel and his wife were a young couple. They lived in Kansas and while Daniel was out working as a trash man, his wife stayed at home operating a home daycare. Daniel went to work early in the morning around 3:00 and got to work by 4:00, just in time to log into the time-clock and then go to his trash truck to do his daily walk-around visual inspection before taking the truck out on the route. Daniel was assigned to two trucks, one was a Front End Loader and the other was a Local EVO manual side loader.
Today, Daniel was driving the rear loader
Daniel starts the truck after the walk-around visual inspection and a safety light check then starts to drive out of the yard. Daniel's first stop is an apartment complex closest to the yard. Daniel arrives at the apartment complex and backs up to the dumpster. Daniel activates the PTO just before he gets out of the cab and pushes the dumpster into the tippers. Then he locks the tippers and then he activates the tippers which cause the dumpster to rise and tip over. The trash inside begins to fall into the hopper like a trashy avalanche. Daniel starts the first part of the compactor blade's cycle. The blade opens up then it starts to come downwards towards the load in the hopper then it stops. Daniel hits the second switch handle and the compactor blade comes the rest of the way down and then scoops the trash up as the blade pushes inwards and upwards. the trash gets forcefully shoved into the packer body resting just on the other side of the blade. Then Daniel lowers the dumpster back down and then releases the safety catches on the tippers.
Then he pushes and rolls the dumpster back into place. Once Daniel is done, he walks back over to the cab and gets in. As Daniel is preparing to leave, The Dispatcher calls Daniel on his cell phone.
Daniel Newell: This is Daniel.....
Dispatcher: Daniel, I am calling to inform you that today when you get to both of your daycare stops, there will be some unusual trash that needs to be collected.
Daniel Newell: OK...HOW..."unusual" IS this so called trash??? What IS it??
Dispatcher: WELL, there will be some diapered people and their diapers in the trash can when you arrive. BOTH daycares have called us yesterday to inform us that there are a couple of diapered people in the dumpster and if you get there at your usual time, around 9 am, the daycare will bring out a couple more. This is going to happen at the first daycare. The other daycare said that they have two diapered people in their dumpster along with their clean cloth diapers, several cases of clean disposable diapers, their dirty disposable diapers and some clothing. Can you handle getting them all into the truck? If not we can send out a special collection truck for them....
Daniel Newell: No, that won't be necessary. I can take care of it....no problem!
Daniel finishes up at this stop and then drives to the next stop, a mall.
there at the mall, he has four dumpsters that he must dump. Daniel dumps the dumpsters and then runs the compactor cycle due to the fact that the load was really, really large. once the load was sufficiently packed, Daniel puts the last dumpster down and then drives away, . Daniel then drives away from the mall and then to the next stop, a fast food restaurant 2 miles away from the mall. Daniel arrives there and backs up to the dumper then pushes the dumpster into the safety locks of the tippers and empties the trash into the hopper. he then starts the packer as the dumpster was put back into it's place. Then Daniel then leaves and then heads to the next stop, one of three daycares. The first daycare is three point 5 miles away from Daniel's last stop and that much closer to the waste-to-energy plant that Daniel drops the loads off at.
About 20 minutes later, Daniel is pulling into the back of the first daycare approaching the dumpster that has a locked set of gates in front of. Daniel stops the large rear loader trash truck and then gets out, keys in hand. He goes over to the lock, and inserts the key. he unlocks the padlock then pulls the key out putting the opened lock back into the slot temporarily while he swings both gates open. then as he starts to turn around, he turns his head to look at the dumpster. He sees that the loads of trash inside the dumpster have risen above the edge of the dumpster and that there was one diapered person laying on top of a bunch of rolled and unrolled disposable diapers, cloth diapers and quite a few large cardboard boxes still full of unused, clean Huggies, Pampers and Luvs disposable diapers. Daniel decides to take a closer look to be sure that the load isn't going to spill out all over the place. Daniel goes over to the load and starts to move some of the larger items around in the dumpster so that they won't fall out when when he dumps the dumpster. He then walks around to the back side of the dumpster and uses his gloved hands to push down on the thickly diapered boy laying there on top of the diapers with a lot of diapers already covering him.
Diapered Boy: HEY! What? HEY! Why are you doing that????
Daniel: To make sure that you won't fall out onto the ground when I dump the can.
Diapered Boy: NO! STOP! HEY! I must have fallen asleep! I am in a dumpster? You are a trash man?
Daniel: Yes, now, you are trash! I am here to dump the trash!
Diapered Boy: Will that thing crush me?
Daniel: Of course. I have to. It has to make room for more trash!
Diapered Boy: NO! Sir, where are you going????? STOP! I don't wanna go in there!!!
Daniel goes back to his truck and gets in. then he backs the truck closer,so that he can tip the dumpster.
As the back of the rear loader taps the dumpster, the diapers inside jiggles and vibrates slightly. Daniel gets out of the cab, looking at the frightened look on the diapered boy's face as he begins to tip the dumpster.
Daniel: (thinking to himself) I bet if that boy's diaper wasn't wet before, it IS now!!! I will help you pack for your journey to the waste-to-energy plant!
As the dumpster continues to tip over, the diapered boy starts to beg not to be dumped into the truck but Daniel doesn't care. He knows that if whatever is in the dumpster is there to be disposed of and that he doesn't talk to the trash if he can help it. that would be silly.
Diapered Boy: NOOOOO! STOP! PLEASSSSSE! EEEEEEW! I am not trash...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! Thump! Crash! Boom! crackle, crackle, crackle!!!
The daycare trash full of diapers, the boy's clothing small food scraps and papers and lots and lots of clear trash bags full of wet and messy diapers falls into the hopper and covers the diapered boy. Just then, three women came out of the daycare, with one very thickly diapered and disabled small man and another thickly diapered girl that one of the ladies was holding. One of the ladies motioned to Daniel. Daniel lowered the can then stopped to tend to the ladies. One of the ladies was pushing a large trash cart full of diapers and other trash that needed to be taken that day. the ladies start to approach the dumpster and Daniel.
Blonde Daycare Lady: Excuse us sir, we have a few more things that need to be taken today. Can you help us?
Daniel: Well, I suppose....If it doesn't take too much longer....I have a lot of other stops to make.
Blonde Daycare Lady: Thank you. (To the redhead already walking over to the dumpster carrying a very thickly diapered girl) go ahead and load them in ladies....
Daniel comes over and helps the brunette lady with the thickly diapered and disabled small man. He picks the thickly diapered small man up and then he drops him into the dumpster.
Thickly diapered and disabled small man: HEY! STOP! NOOOO! What....are you....doing!!!! let GO of me!!!
Daniel: Sorry dude! You're trash now! Trash goes into the dumpster! I'm just doing my job.
Daniel then goes over to the blonde lady pushing the trash cart full of diapers. Daniel helps roll the cart over to the lower side of the dumpster where he starts to toss the clear bags full of wet and messy diapers into the dumpster. The bags land on the thickly diapered people in the dumpster who verbally complain.
Thickly diapered and disabled small man: HEY! STOP!!! I don't belong in here! it stinks in here!!!!
Diapered Boy: Those are dirty! HEY! Stop tossing them at me!!!
Daniel tosses one of the larger and heavier bags at the diapered boy and the weight of the bag knocks the boy down.
Diapered Boy: UH! (BOOM! crackle, crackle, crackle, crinkle)
Daniel: Now, both of you shut up for a bit while I finish tossing all of these bags and loose clean and dirty diapers in here so that I can get you all dumped into my NICE...comfy trash truck...ok?
Thickly diapered and disabled small man: NOOOO1 SIR? Please! Don't throw us away please!!!! I don't wanna be thrown away!!!! I'm NOT trash!!!!
Daniel Newell: Sorry kid! you were brought out here and the cleaning ladies here were told to take you out here. I am JUST here to pick the trash up!!!!
Daniel and the two cleaning ladies help Daniel toss in the rest of the diapers from the trash cart, dumping a lot of the loose, clean and folded cloth diapers, plastic pants, boxes of Pampers, Luvs, Huggies Snug and Dry, opened and partially used packs of Parent's Choice diapers,
Dollar-Store diapers, and loose wet and messy disposable diapers as well as both boy's fully stocked diaper bags, and all of their clothes.
Once the cart was empty and all of the diapers, the two boys and one thickly diapered, drugged and sleeping, disabled blond girl, Daniel walked over to his trash truck, and then activated the dumpster tipper. The very full dumpster began to tip over slowly, until the dumpster was turned over to empty the trash into the hopper. Daniel banged the can a couple of times to be sure that all of the trash fell into the hopper before lowering the dumpster and disconnecting the safety clasps of the tipper. He pushed the dumpster back into it's position then waved good-bye to the cleaning ladies as he pulled out of the alley way and back out on the street. As he drove to the next stop, the Newell daycare not too far from the other one, Daniel was busy getting ready to take his morning coffee break.
As Daniel drove the truck down the road to the next stop, The Newell Daycare, he listened to the radio softly jamming out to some rock music. turning to the right, Daniel drives two blocks then turns down the back alley and as he approaches the dumpster, he stops, turns around then backs up close to the dumpster. He puts the truck in park and uses the air brake then gets out of the truck. he walks back to the dumpster and starts to push it over to the tippers. Daniel looks up and sees a very thickly diapered and disabled dark-haired man laying on top of a small pile loose, unrolled disposable diapers.
ME: (waking up from a long nap) Hey, what is going on here? HEY! NOOO! I don't wanna go in the trash truck!!!!
Daniel Newell: Sorry, you're gonna! I am here to dump the trash! You're in our dumpster, so you must be trash!
ME: I need my diaper changed!!! It's soaked!
Daniel Newell: MAN! I don't give a shit about your diapers!!! You're going for a nice long ride to the waste-to-energy plant! They are going to burn you, your diapers and everything I dump out there and turn it into energy! See ya! Got to get back to work! (Daniel walks back to his truck and gets back in.)
Adam: NOOO! Wait! Hold on! I'm...NOT ready yet!!!! WAAAAAIT!!!! OH! COME...ON!!!! Do you enjoy watching my diapers as they get crushed?
Daniel Newell: Actually.....YES! I....DO! Your stinky wet diapers will pop! I LOVE seeing all of the wet diaper goo getting splattered ALL over you! I have to....back the truck up now...be RIGHT....back.
Daniel sees his wife coming out struggling to drag a full and heavy aluminum 32 gallon trash can full of diapers over to the dumpster. She is also holding the right hand in her left hand, of a thickly diapered twin of Adam.
Misses Newell: Hi...Honey, sorry about not having all of this already in the dumpster, you know how busy it is in the daycare.
Daniel Newell: (Kissing his wife on the lips) Yes.....I do. I hooked the dumpster up and waited for you to come out to watch these two diapered trash getting nice and compacted. What....happened to the twin's onesie bodysuit? It...looks like it went through a shredder!!!!
Misses Newell: Well, he ripped it while playing on the jungle gym. That happened a few days ago just before I tossed him into the kitchen compactor. The....compactor did the rest.
Daniel Newell: Well, go ahead and...uh....load him into the dumpster or.....toss him right into the hopper. I am going inside for some coffee and to use the restroom.
Misses Newell: OK.....I will need to...lower and lock the lids down so to keep the twin from escaping.
Daniel Newell: (Turning around for a few seconds in mid-stroll) Sure..... Go ahead.
Misses Newell takes the twin of Adam out to the waiting dumpster while dragging the full aluminum 32 gallon trash can over to the side of the dumpster.
Twin of Adam: Miss? Miss! Please! Please! Don't put me in there! I.....was already compacted and some of the padding in the crotch of my diaper has been splattered all over me!
Misses Newell: I....SEE.....now ... it's time to take the trash out for final disposal. You now belong to my husband until he gets you to the nice Covanta Plant where they are going to . Dry you and your diapers out before burning you and them for energy.
Getting both the heavy can to the side of the large rear-load dumpster and the twin of Adam over as well, misses Newell turns to grab The twin of Adam and lift him up under his arms so to toss him into the piles of bagged and loose diapers inside.
Misses Newell: OK......UP.....ya go ...now.....it may be ..a little while before my husband comes back out to.....dump the dumpster.
You have until then....to..play with the diapers in there.....or do....whatever. I have to go back inside to go get your diaper bags, the leftover packs of your diapers, and a couple more diaper pails. Yes....one of them IS yours.
Twin of Adam: Miss?
Misses Newell: (tossing some of the diapers into the dumpster and they land in the twin's lap) Yes?
Twin of Adam: How come.....I have to be disposed of?
Misses Newell: Well.....when the diaper factory brought you to my daycare, they paid me to throw you away for them. They evidently used you for something that stained your skin and your diapers and nobody wants to ise something that is dirty and stained up. Besides, they told me that you wet too many diapers. You cost them too much money.....so now, it has to be this way I am afraid.
Twin of Adam: Does....your husband care if my clean disposable diapers are in here?
Misses Newell: No hon, he doesn't Everything that he and I decided to throw away, is trash. He and I both like watching you getting your diapers compacted. Most of the time, your diapers pop and wetness and poop ends up oozing out from the elastic leg bands and sometimes from the elastic waistbands.
Well, this is going to be....your final few minutes.....enjoy them while you can......my....husband will be out soon....
Here.....here is your diaper bags and a few of your favorite disposable diapers, Luvs Deluxe Phases for boys.....
The twin of Adam lays down in the dumpster on top of the crincly unrolled, folded over wet and some messy disposable diapers, his own modified Luvs Deluxe Phases for boys diaper being wet in the crotch and partly in the back had popped releasing the wet, slimy gels and padding through the leg elastics near his butt cheeks like oozing instant mashed potatoes being squeezed from a fist.
Adam layed there.....rubbing the front of his diaper trying to get rid of the stiffie he has from the anticipation. As he was just....about to climax, Daniel Newell and Misses Newell as well as their daughter and their son walk out to watch Adam, whom they all knew, get disposed of in Daddy's trash truck.
Their son: Mommy? Why is that boy in the trash with all the dirty diapers?
Misses Newell: Because ....he wets too many diapers and the diaper factory he came from, wants him to be thrown away and turned into electricity.
Daniel Newell: (Walking past the dumpster and flipping the lid open again, he sees Adam rubbing the front of his diaper) Gonna let the smell out for a few seconds.....you better be done or you will be doing that as you are dumped son!
Misses Newell goes over to the switches on the right side of the truck to begin dumping the loads of diapers and the twin of Adam into the hopper.
Daniel Newell: Get....ready son, you and that diaper are about to find out what hapoens to diapered trash that wets too many diapers and can't get out of diapers. Ready?
Suddenly, the dumpster begins to lurch, as it begins to tip over, spilling the twin of Adam out and into the hopper, followed by an avalanche of loose wet and messy disposable diapers.
Daniel looks at the twin of Adam laying on top of all of the dirty diapers inside the hopper, he says to himself:
Daniel Newell: OK dude, here....we...go...
Adam: Hey! Please..... don't! Whoooooah!
He watches as the dumpster tips over and all of the trash falls into the hopper. As Daniel tips the dumpster, I begin to focus on where the dumpster is about to be dumped. I see for an instant, a large load of diapers and other stinky trash that is filling the hopper about a quarter of the way. Suddenly the dumpster tips over and the loads of diapers and I begin to avalanche and spill out into the large and very deep hopper. As I fall onto the loads below me, the loads from the dumpster suddenly cover me with white, black and clear trash bags full of diapers and other trash as well as the large piles of loose rolled and unrolled disposable diapers, cloth diapers, packs of opened and unopened disposable diapers and loose still usable disability bodysuits, onesies, a couple dozen pair of pants that open at the sides, two dozen plastic pants, and still packaged and unopened packages of Pampers, Luvs, Parent's Choice diapers, and six opened packs of vintage Disney print Huggies diapers.
Daniel Newell: (To himself) It's Packer time kid! Enjoy! Honey? Hit it......
Adam: No! Please! No! STOOOOP! Ooooh....man! My......DIAPEEERS!
Misses Newell gladly runs the compactor cycle with the switches and then as the dumpster is put back down Daniel then pushes the empty dumpster back where it was.
Daniel and misses Newell watch as the compactor blade opens up, all of the diapers and another Adam in popped Disposable diapers with some cloth pre-fold diapers layered inside, falls back into the hopper
as the compactor blade comes down, it pauses for a second before misses Newell uses the switch to activate the second half of the compactor cycle.
Twin of Adam: Ooooof! Uuuuuuh!;Eeeeew! Ouch! Crincle, crincle, pop, splatter #SquashingSounds come from inside where the blade is now pulling everything up and into the packer container. The twin of Adam's legs are sticking out from under the blade with diapers stuck to his plastic-backing and some are danngling from under the blade as the cycle ends.
Misses Newell has a look of nearly climaxing on her face as does Daniel.
Daniel kisses his wife and his kids and then hops into the cab and drives to the next stop
As Daniel drives to the next stop, he remembers that he has to pick up some more diapers for one of the disposees at the daycare. Not even trn minutes later, Daniel arrives at the next daycare......
just in time for the Janitors to roll out two tilt trucks full of more cloth and disposable diapers and two more diapered disposees. Then he gets out of the cab and walks over to push the full dumpster into the safety catches of the tipper. One of the disposees is wearing a blue adult diaper that is very thick. He was standing next to one of the janitors who had her hand around his forearm to make sure he didn't escape.
Female Janitor: Alright diapee trash.....know what....time it is? It's diapee disposal time....time to...get into the nasty diapee dumpster so that our.....nice trash man here....can make sure to crush ya....
Diapee Trash: Ahhhhh man! I...don't wanna get in...there!
Daniel Newell: (Coming over to forcefully get the diapee trash tossed into the hopper.) Alright son.....you....belong to ME now! I get to do whatever I want with ya ....you are trash and now it's trash truck time....IN my truck....get...in there! (Giving the diapee trash's diapered butt a smack after shoving him into the hopper) now...stay in there!
Then Daniel dumps the full dumpster of loose disposable diapers into the hopper, the first jalf of the large load fills the hopper covering the diapered trash boy nearly completely.
Then Daniel runs the compactor. The blade pops open then begins to decend down. Daniel then flicks the switch and the second half of the compactor cycle starts. The blade swings in and as it does The diapered boy screams loudly. His legs end up underneath the blade sandwiched between lots and lots of loose cloth and disposable diapers.
Daniel rolls the empty dumpster back into it's place then walks back to the cab and gets in. He then drives to the next daycare just ten blocks away.
As Daniel drives to the next stop, hot air blows into the hopper,some of the diapers have burst After the bag burst open and their wet Slimy padding and gels have splattered all over me and are running down into the waistband of my wet disposable diaper.
I can't feel my legs anymore and the pressure is almost too much to breathe. I can still breathe though, I am shoved into a lot of loose, cloth and disposable diapers, some of the disposable diapers have burst.
Two and a half weeks prior......
My Adoptive Mom had enough of buying diapers week after week, and having to deal with all of the wash loads of cloth pre-fold diapers at first, then....all of the large amounts of thick disposable diapers.
Candy: (coming into my bedroom to change my diaper) Good morning honey, Mommy has had a LONG night. I...was up half the night deciding if I should take you to this....daycare I called. They said that they are willing to take you and once the adoption papers go through, they will dispose of you in their trash truck.
Adam: You....don't want....me any more?
Candy: No honey, I don't. You use SO many diapers daily, that our bank account called and asked why the dump trucks were taking the noney away! I am packing you up and taking you to this daycare called The Newell Daycare. They even said that I could bring all of your stuff that we don't need once you are gone. Now Mommy is VERY sorry to have to do this.
Adam: Hey Daddy?
Randy: Yes my boy?
Adam: Did you also agree to this?
Randy: Yes, actually, I wanted to do this for a while now. Your mom and I want to have another baby and with you using these super expensive disposable and cloth diapers all the time, our trash bill went up and laundry costs went up.....we can't afford to keep you.
I met the trash man, his name is Daniel Newell. His wife runs a regular home daycare that has another nursery just for the boys and girls that are being thrown away. It will just be.....better this way.
Adam: But, I....don't wanna go! (Pouting)
Randy: I'm sorry boy, you have no choice! Your mother and I already paid them to take you. It's time to get ready to go.
Candy puts Adam into thick disposable diapers and she uses four layered toddler sized cloth pre-fold diapers inside Adam's already thick disposable diaper. Candy knows that once the cloth diapers that line the inside of Adam's disposable diaper get wet, they probably will get thrown away with the disposable diaper. Once Candy is done diapering Adam, she takes him out to the Big gold Suburban and puts him into the back seat, belting him in with the seatbelt.
Adam: Why am I wearing only my diapers?
Candy: Because....it will be easier to change you and see if and when your diaper needs changing. Misses Newell wanted you dressed like this. Now....all comfy. Time to get you and your....diapees and things into the mini van. Come....with mommy.....(dragging the reluctant Adam off the changing table and through the house, out the front door and outside to the waiting mini van where Daddy was sitting in the driver's seat.
Mommy buckled my seatbelt then went back inside to gather up my diaper bags, a few renaining packs of my diapers and some newly pirchased vintage Luvs Delixe Phases for girls and a pack of Luvs Deluxe phases for boys.
Mommy made a mistake and accidently bought the diapers for girls and then realized her mistake and then bought the diapers for boys. She hasn't used any of them yet because it takes too much time to modify them to fit Adam. Mommy also bought some of these Comforts diapers in size six and she modified a few to iuse on me.
Mommy tossed the diapers into the seat next to me and then she slid the door closed. Everything that mommy and daddy didn't need once I was gone, was already packed into the back of the mini van. As mommy got in and buckled her seatbelt, daddy drove the 30 miles to the Newell Daycare.
Along the way, monmy talked about what misses Newell and Daniel were going to do with me until my disposal. She told me that on my disposal day, because I am a very heavy wetter, misses Newell was going to put me into her kitchen compactor so that the wetness in ny diaper would get squeezed out. She also explained that misses Newell also liked watching the diapers getting compacted and she liked it when we were bice and soaking wet.
Adam: Mommy, can....I wear my.....cloth diapers there?
Candy: No, afraid not. Misses Newell doesn't like cloth diapers at all. She wants you to wear disposable diapers with cute prints on them since....she has to look at your diapered butts all day.
Adam: Does it matter if ny diapers are wet of dry when it's my tirn for disposal?
Candy: I....don't know ..sweetie, I would assume it doesn't but you need to ask misses Newell that question.
Pulling onto the street where misses Newell lives and has her home daycare it wasn't long before daddy pulled into their driveway and parked. Daddy got out and opened the back of the mini van and then waited for his wife to unload Adam so that the three of them could all go in together to meet and greet Daniel Newell and his wife.
Candy put Adam into his stroller then buckled him in before wheeling him up to the front door. Candy rang the doorbell and all three waited for misses Newell or Daniel to answer.
A few minutes later, the door opened and Misses Newell stood there.
Misses Newell: Hello, awwwwe! And...who do...we have here????
Candy: I...am Candy, this...is my husband Randy and that....is Adam.
Misses Newell: (motioning for everyone to come inside) Come in...welcome to the Newell Daycare ....My.....husband is out back....I will text him and ask him to come in.
Nice to meet you. Hi there little one? My...you are the biggest baby.....I have seen. Such BIG, BLIE diapers you have on there.....they mist be comfy.
Adam: (looking up from his Adult sized stroller) Yes miss....my diapers are comfy.
Misses Newell: Did....your mommy explain why you are here?
Candy: Yes, I told him everything you asked us to tell him on the way here. He has a question for you.....
Misses Newell: OH? You....do?
Adam: Yes....miss? Does....it matter if ny diapers are wet or dry when it's my turn to go into the compactor?
Misses Newell: No....sweetie....it doesn't matter. I do prefer that your diaper is as wet as it can be when it's time for your disposal, but....if it isn't wet, then you will still go into the compactor with the wet and dirty diapers.
Daniel Newell comes in from the back door and comes into the living room where his wife, Candy, Randy and Adam are.
Daniel Newell: Hi, I'm Daniel.....(Shaking Randy's hand and Shaking Candy's hand)
Misses Newell: I was about to explain how we dispose of the diapered ones....I think this is more your arena....
Daniel Newell: Well, once the diapered boy here is in our dumpster, I come on Wednesdays and dump it. I usually come between 9:30 and 10:00 am. I back up to the dumpster, connect it, then tip the dumpster. Once the hopper gets full, I run the first compactor cycle. Once the first half of the load is packed, I empty the second half. Sometimes I run a second packer cycle, sometimes I wait until I get to the next stop to run it.
Candy: What...if my boy's legs are sticking out from under the packed trash?
Daniel Newell: It doesn't matter.....I don't care what happens to the diapered boys and girls once they are in my truck or in the dumpster. Everything inside my company dumpsters, is mine until I take it to the Covanta Plant.
Candy: (raising eyebrows) I...SEE.....can my boy choose....his last diaper?
Misses Newell: Yes, he can.....he can wear as many diapers or just one diaper....it doesn't matter.
Candy: What if he chooses to wear some of his cloth diapers under his disposable?
Misses Newell: (Looking at Daniel then back at Candy) We....don't like....cloth diapers here. In fact, we will throw them away once we get them. If you want him to wear some of his cloth diapers for disposal, you will have to come here on his disposal day and diaper him in them. I won't do it. We use vintage disposable diapers......like....these over here.....
Candy: O...K.....does....my son need to have his diapered butt put into a diaper disposal bag for his disposal?
Misses Newell: Nope.....if you.....want him to have that done......then I will make sure it is done. Otherwise, he goes in with what he has on.
Candy: My son asked me if he can save some of his ...less wet diapers to play with or just keep him comfortable in his crib like we do at home?
Misses Newell: Sure.....that won't be a problem. He can save or not save any of his diapers. They....ARE.....his diapers, until his disposal day, then everything of his gets thrown away with him.
Randy: Daniel, while my son is in the dumpster, will his diapers get changed or checked before he is dumped into your truck?
Daniel Newell: No, his diapers will not be changed or checked. We don't care what condition his diapers are in once he and the diapers have been thrown into the dumpster.
I usually can't wait ....to empty the......stinky things into my truck. My wife likes to walk a few of the boys and girls out to the back of the truck to wait until the second half of the loads from the dumpster are in the hopper. We like to make sure there are enough diapers and trash in the hopper before they go in.
Candy: Now....my son, likes to ...wet....his diapers in the uh ...second way....he seems to like to play with the silky softness of his wet diapers.....what if he is doing that at any time while he is waiting for his turn to be disposed of?
Misses Newell: Well, he....can do....whatever he wants in, with, to his diapers while he has them on, once I change them, they are trash. I don't care what....he does while he is in the diaper pail, the compactor or the dumpster.
Candy: What if my son asks to wear one of his....less wet diapers? Would you....change him into it?
Misses Newell: I...don't see why not.....
Candy: About....how long will it be...before my son has to be disposed of?
Misses Newell: It usually takes about two weeks to a month to get the adoption papers back.....if there is a problem, it may take about a month and a half. After we get his papers back, he is scheduled for disposal that week.
Candy: We....have a couple friend that has four older boys still in diapers and three older girls still in diapers. They have been looking around for a place to leave their diapered boys and girls. Two of the diapered boys go to work with their mom at their cloth diaper service. They wear mostly cloth diapers. You said that you don't use cloth diapers here, what eould you do with the two boys who wear them?
Misses Newell: Once the boys were officially turned over to me, I would walk them right out to our dumpster and put the two of them in along with all of their cloth diapers and any plastic or rubber pants.I would advise their mom to change their diapers and put them into disposable diapers. If they can't be, then leave them and I will take them out right away.
Candy: Ah....ok...I will tell them. They will be bringing their boys and girls to you soon.
Misses Newell: We will be happy to diaper them and then dispose of them.
Randy: (To Daniel Newell while the two wives talk) So.....when my boy gets put into the dumpster, is....that after he comes out of the....kitchen compactor or....is he brought out from a diaper pail?
Daniel Newell: I...ask my wife to....put all of the....heavy wetters into our kitchen compactor so that as much wetness gets squeezed out from their diapers as possible. Your boy will get lots and lots of crushing inside the packer container of my trash truck too.
See, I like to start out with the pressure blade as far back as possible while the truck is mostly empty. Once there are about three daycares worth of dumpster-loads on the truck, I incrementslly move the pressure blade back more so that there is more pressure.
Randy: What happens to ny boy and all of the diapers, his clothes and his stroller and stuff when you take him everything to the Covanta Plant?
Daniel Newell: I dump the loads on the cement tipping pad then I pull away and park. The pile gets inspected, then it gets scraped by a front-end bucket loader into a large pit. Usually everything stays there until it dries out some for oh....between 3 to 7 days before it gets loaded into the intake chute. A typical full load of mine will burn up in about two hours. With diapers, and the diapered trash, less than a few minutes.
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Candy: I see, from the brochure, that you stuff a lot of used wipes and sometimes even a wet diaper into the diaper of a boy or girl going into the diaper pail or compactor....how come you do that?
Misses Newell: It....doesn't matter what is inside their diapers when it's time for disposal. They are all going to the same place. It just....makes it easier to carry all of the diapers I have to dispose of at one time.
Candy: ( leaning over the front of Adam's Stroller) OK honey, time for us to leave you here with Misses Newell. (Coming around to the front of the stroller and squatting in front of Adam and unbuckling him from the stroller and helping him out to a standing position)
Let mommy thoroughly check your diaper....
Candy holds Adam against her chest, as she reaches around to his left leg elastics in rhe back using her index and middle finger to spread the elastics open so to see inside the back. Seeing no poo, she then loops her index finger along the length of the bottom of his diaper's leg elastics until it reaches around his groin. She uses her index and middle fingers to feel the inner lining of his thick disposable diapers with layered cloth diapers hiding inside. She feels a little wetness in the cloth diapers and rubs her thumb and index fingers together.
Candy: Eh.....just....a little wet....not...enough to really worry about yet. Now....misses Newell is your.....new caregiver until it's time for your disposal. I may or may not be back to....put you into cloth diapers. You...may...just have to wear the diapers that Misses Newell puts you in. (Kissing Adam on his Bare Belly and then as he giggles, she kisses him on his lips) mmmmuah! I DO...love you! You know that! Things....have to be this way unfortunately. This....pandemic has nearly made us homeless! We have a new Baby coming soon. There just....is NO way we can afford the two of you in diapers.
If....I don't stop by to diaper you in your cloth diapers, then.....this will be the last time you and I will ever see each other.
Misses Newell knows what has to be done. Just....go along with it...even if you don't want to. I know you don't want to be thrown away....but, there is no choice! Well....(giving Adam's thickly diapered butt a smack) time to go now.....bye son....be good for misses Newell....OK?
Then, as Candy starts to become emotionally distraught, Randy helps guide his wife out to their vehicle before they leave.
Adam is standing there, dumbfounded and unable to move. Misses Newell comes over and asks Adam to come with her.
Misses Newell: Hi there Adam, May I....show you to your new bed where you will be until your disposal day?
Adam: Um....Ok....(taking misses Newell's left hand with his right)
Misses Newell: Do...you want anything to drink?
Adam: Uh ...sure....Milk will be good.
Misses Newell: I...have to tell you, I use a diuretic, medicine that makes you pee more and lots. I hear.....that you are a super soaker with your diapers.....
Adam: Yes, I am a heavy wetter! I have always been.
Misses Newell: Well, here, the...more diapers you use, the better. In fact, I give little rewards for wetting your diapers, if you wet more than five diapers a day. I like to change your diapers after they are just....a little wet. That way, we make more diaper trash for your disposal day. Alright....here we are....here is the....crib that you will stay in. This crib is a locking crib. One that you can't climb out of.
Since you are....larger than the others, this will be the best bed for you.
I will bring you your milk in a minute....do....you want it in a sippy cup...or a baby bottle?
Adam: Don't you....have any...regular cups?
Misses Newell: Yes, we....do, they are not used for you, we only use baby bottles, sippy cups and pacifiers. We....can just....throw them away with you when you are done with them this way.
Misses Newell gets Adam into the locking Crib with metal bars all around it then raises the side and locks it.
She then goes to the kitchen to fill two bottles of milk, adding some of the Diuretic
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