Crushing Time

                                       Crushing Time

The scrapyard opened at 7:30 am every weekday morning and opened at 9:00 am Saturdays. It had been prearranged for me to be crushed and shredded inside a vehicle for my death with dignity because the death with dignity bill had passed and within that law, I am able to choose the method in which I use to die.
Tom was the scrap metal yard supervisor. He was in charge of making sure that certain vehicles and other metal objects were loaded into each vehicle, and each loaded vehicle was properly crushed and shredded each day.
Tom and I had made approved arrangements for me to load a vehicle that I had chosen, with
all of my adult diapers, size six boxes of diapers, all of my cloth diapers from the two 32 gallon Rubbermaid trash cans and the 96 gallon WM trash can as well as all of the loose disposable diapers from four 100 gallon black trash bags that had also been emptied out into the vehicle.
I arrived at the junkyard at opening time around 7:30 and dressed in a T-shirt a thick disposable diaper and shoes with no socks. Tom met me at the entrance near the scale.

Tom: Hi there. I see you're dressed for the occasion Let's get you and all of your.....stuff, over to the vehicle you choose shall we? Oh, this is jenny. She is going to help load you and everything into the vehicle.

Me: Nice to meet you Jenny.
Hey Jenny, how is my crushing going to go exactly?

Jenny: Well, as soon as we get you nice and comfortably loaded into the vehicle, you will have to wait your turn to be crushed. We have a list of vehicles that we have to crush today and you have 12 vehicles ahead of yours. You probably won't get crushed until near closing time this afternoon.

Me: So, what happens if I get bored and want to take a nap?

Tom: The forklift operator has been told that he is to load the vehicle you're going into, into our crusher no matter what. Once we weigh you and your things, you will belong to the scrap company and then you will get loaded into the crusher in that vehicle and then it will be crushing time.

Jenny: Come with me and I will have all your things brought to the scale now. The company wants your weight.
You will sign the document and then I will sign it and then I will get you nice and loaded up into the vehicle with your diapers. May I ask WHY.....you are dressed like that?

Me: I have severe central and peripheral neurological damage that causes enuresis.
I have to wear diapers because my nervous system causes me to loose control over my bladder basically.

Jenny: Oh, OK......Well, come stand on the scale with all your diapers for me, stand still OK?
Jenny gets off the scale and the weight is taken and then a ticket is printed. The scale house attendant hands me a clipboard, a pen and the ticket and shows me where to sign. I sign the ticket and then the scale-house attendant signs the ticket. Jenny comes over, fills out a document with my weight, and description as well as descriptions of my diapers. Then the scale-house attendant began to take pictures of my diapers and I before adding the pictures to the computer file they just generated.

Jenny: (Motioning for other workers to come bring all of my diapers to the minivan across the yard and near the crusher.)
OK, I am going to walk you to the minivan now where we will load all of your stuff in after you climb in. Do you have everything you need? Is there anything you want before you go in? Is that diaper of yours nice and comfy? It looks wet.

Me: I WOULD like a couple of bottles of water if.....you have them please.....

Jenny: Sure, I will get those for you after we are done loading the van. Now, once you're in the van, you won't be allowed out. You WILL have to stay put in there the rest of the time. Understood?

Me: Yes, Understood. What if I want to change my diapers?

Jenny: You can do that in there. I don't foresee a problem with you changing in there if you want. I personally don't care if your diapers are wet or not! Now, You belong to the scrap company now. They can do what they wish to you and with you. I won't be getting you anything more once you're in the van.

Me: Before I go in, may I watch you crush a car? I want to know what I can expect.

Jenny: Um, OK, sure, come with me....
Jenny grabs me by my right arm firmly and brings me over to the side of the crusher that is just now being loaded with the day's first vehicle.
I notice that they added two blow-up dolls in the passenger seat and driver's seat so they can show me what it may be like when they crush me in the minivan.
http://youtu.be/oSplQ59Bahw
I watch intently as the crusher starts and runs, crushing the car. Before the crusher starts, the forklift operator uses his forks to bend the doors in some, then he motions for someone to start the crusher.

Me: Why do they do that with the forks?

Jenny: It makes the doors bend inwards so that when the crushed cars go onto the trailer, they don't stick out or a door doesn't open and hang off.

Me: Will they do that to the minivan?

Jenny: Maybe, we'll see.
Jenny and I watch the crush test dummies getting crushed in the car and then I watch them load in another vehicle on top, stacking three vehicles on top of each other in the crusher.

Me: Jenny, are you going to stack another vehicle on top of the minivan I'm in?
Jenny: Yes, there will be another car, truck or van put on top. That's how we do it.

Me: How long will it be until the van I'll be in, goes to the shredder?

Jenny: Oh, right after the last car is crushed, we load them onto a semi flatbed trailer and when that is full, it goes to the shredder right away. They shred everything right until closing time. Then, they start again the next morning. I think your load will be shredded tomorrow morning seeing as how you and the van are being crushed so late.

(More to cum soon)