Time For Disposal-Chapter 2-Spring Cleaning-Snippet 2
I was the second one to have all of this done to me. Once my turn was over, I was put right back into the room again until after the sale demonstrations were over. Then, each of the doors were opened, each of the subjects were taken out and then made to stand in front of the room with the door open so that everyone could visually and physically inspect each one of us. The baby girl was taken by a rather large family, and then they left. The baby boy to my left, was taken by a rather rich family, then they left. Then, it was between me and one other baby, a baby girl. Six families were still window shopping but two were seriously considering the baby girl and I. Then, one of the mothers came over to me, began to insert her index and middle fingers into the leg elastics in my disposable diaper. She ran her fingers from both hands, along the elastics right up and slightly past my groin. She stood up, put her right hand on my left shoulder and then guided me over to the lady who was signing each of the subjects out and taking them off of the inventory lists and custodial lists. “I’d like this baby” she told the lady. “Ok, good choice. I hope he makes you happy for a very long time. If he doesn’t, at any time, feel free to dispose of him or bring him back yourself.” Stated the lady handing my new mommy, her new custody papers. Then my new mommy grabbed my right hand and then we both walked to her car. Once we got to it, she opened the rear passenger side and then she picked me up and then she put me into the car seat. She then strapped me in and then she closed the door, walked around to the driver’s side, opened the door, got in, closed the door then started the car and then she drove off. We drove through a ton of traffic on the freeway on the way to my new home. Along the way, my new mommy was excitedly telling me all about the daycare that she owned and ran, and the new line of fashionable diapers that she had.
She also told me about my new nursery room, all of my new clothes, and all about the two sisters and one brother that I was also going to meet. The two sisters, were older, in their early and mid teens. She told me that my sisters were all too eager to babysit me, dress me and feed me too. My slightly older brother that I was going to meet, was still in diapers full time because he was developmentally delayed. He had the body of a 7 year old, but he was still like a 6 month old baby. The nursery was going to be shared with my other brother according to my mother. A few minutes later, my new mommy stopped off at a grocery store to buy some more diapers, because she didn’t have any in my size, a slightly smaller size than the ones my older brother was wearing. Mommy got me out of the car and brought me into the store. She got a shopping cart and then she made me walk beside it, seeing as how I was 5’9 and able to walk. My mommy went straight to the diaper isle where she bought a whole bunch of diapers that had the plastic backing on them and the diapers had really vibrant prints and colors on them. Some of the diapers had a beach and sunset design, some had zebra stripes, some had American flags prints, and the rest had white backgrounds with little red hearts all over them. “Hey baby, these diapers here, are the ones that your new mommy made. My company makes these so I like to buy my own diapers from the store to make sure that each store is stocking my diaper line the way I want them.” Explained my new mommy as we walked to the checkout counter to buy me my disposable diapers. Once we paid, we left and Mommy put my diapers into the front seat and then she loaded me into my car seat before she got in, started the car and then drove to where my new home was. A few short minutes later, we pulled into the drive way, mommy touch a button and the garage door opened. Mommy then drove into the garage and the door then lowered closed.
Mommy got out, got me out first, called to my sisters, to come take me to the nursery while she carried the five packs of diapers in two plastic grocery bags, into the house and up to the nursery. It turned out that my new mommy, was a single mommy. Her husband had left her three years ago in another city and state. She and her kids had moved here and bought this house. Mommy used her left-over funds to start a business that boomed. With the profits from that business, she started the diaper company. She was a successful single mother of four kids. Once I was up in the nursery, the oldest sister lifted me up onto my own diaper changer that was really, nice, clean and new. She began to unfasten the tapes on my diaper. She pulled the diaper down to discover that my diaper had once been wet already and now it was wet again. My sister pulled the wet diaper out from under me, then without rolling it up, she tossed it into the 50 gallon-sized Rubbermaid trash can next to the changer. Then, she had her younger sister go and bring up the two bags of new diapers that mommy had just bought. Once the younger sister brought up the two grocery bags with my diapers in them, the older sister, Tammy, (a sandy blond haired girl with freckles) took out one of the packages of diapers, then she ripped the package open and then took out one of the zebra striped diapers. Then she opened it up, and got it ready to put on me. “Now baby brother, I am going to take you into the bathroom and get you all nice and clean. Come with me….” Said Tammy as she picked my naked body up and then carried me into the bathroom. Inside of the bathroom, there were towels hung neatly on racks, and it was a rather large bathroom too. My sister started the bath water, and then once the tub filled up just enough, she picked me up, and then lowered me into the water. “There you go sweetie….now doesn’t this feel a lot better?” Asked Tammy.
I gurgled a little bit and smiled back at her. Then Tammy began to thoroughly wash every single part of me until all of my body was clean. Then she picked me up, being careful not to drop me with her slippery wet hands, and put me down onto the carpeted bath mat. Tammy grabbed a clean dry towel and then dried me off well. “There….now you smell a lot better too. Time to put your diaper on….” Said Tammy as she took my hand and led me back into the nursery.
She then lifted me up onto the changer and then helped me lay down on my back. She then took the diaper, slid it underneath me, then she pulled it up and then fastened the very sticky tape tabs in the VERY thick, bulky (SAP-FREE) disposable diaper. “There…aren’t these dipees really nice and comfy? Yea…they look nice and comfy. Now, I’m going to bring you downstairs so that we can feed you.”
Said Tammy as she helped me down from the changer. Then Tammy helped me down the stairs and then showed me where the dinning room was. At the table, there were two highchairs set up, one, had my older baby brother in it and the other was for me. I was sitting right between Mommy and Tammy. Tammy was going to feed me while Mommy tended to my brother. The food was put onto the table and then I was fed with a spoon from my plate. A tall pink baby bottle with playing card designs on it was on the table, just out of reach, but full of whole milk. Tammy ate with me, taking a few bites here and there between feeding me. Once I didn’t want any more, Tammy gave me my bottle. Then she finished her meal and then helped me out of my highchair.
My younger sister Jessica, went over to the TV and began to watch. My older sister Tammy, took me over to the couch with her and then she sat me into her lap and then she cradled me and gently rocked me as she watched TV with her sister.
Before I was able to drink ¾ of my bottle, I had fallen asleep. My sister Tammy, graciously held me until it was time to put me down into my crib. Before she put me into my crib, she made sure to change my diaper. She added a couple of thick booster pads made especially for the diapers that I was wearing. She then powdered me and then pulled my diaper up and fastened the tapes. She then laid me into my crib, and I was still asleep when she raised the side. Then Tammy quietly picked up my slightly wet, disposable diaper from the changer and then tossed it into the 50 gallon trash can where my other diaper was. Then Tammy left the nursery and left the door open a crack so that when mother brought my brother up, he and she didn’t wake me up.
About an hour later, mommy brought my brother up and changed him, put him into his footed sleeper and then laid him into his crib. She then shut the lights out and automatically the nightlight turned on. Mommy also left the door open a little bit.
Soon, the whole house was asleep. Before I knew it, it was morning, Mommy had come in to wake me so to change my diaper. She lowered the side of the crib and then helped me out and onto my feet. My diaper looked like it wasn’t that wet, but the booster pads were soaked.
Mommy picked me up and sat me down onto the changer. She laid me down gently and then began to unfasten the tapes of my diaper.
Just as Mommy pulled my diaper open and laid it open flat on my changer, Jessica came into the Nursery to take off her pull-up and put on another one. “Hey Jessica, make sure you toss that wet pull-up into the diaper pail here next to the changer instead of just leaving it there on the floor please. Also………….remember what today is?” stated and then asked mommy to Jessica. Then, once Jessica put on her other pull-up, she went to the closet to select an outfit to wear. She started to get dressed as Mommy finished putting my fresh, clean, dry diaper on. Then Mommy began to dress me in a pair of blue sweat shorts and a clean, white t-shirt. She then lifted me off the changer and then put me down onto my feet so that she could show me where to find some toys. Once Mommy got me busy playing with my toys, she escorted Jessica into her room, leaving her wet pull-up on the floor. A few minutes later, Jessica came back into the nursery to dispose of her wet pull-up. Then Jessica left the nursery and went back into her room where mommy was. She and Mommy were talking about getting rid of some of her dolls. She didn’t want to at all….but Mommy gave her two weeks, Saturday of the next 2 weeks to clean up her room and clear out a few of her dolls, otherwise, mommy was going to take all of her dolls and dispose of them.
Then mommy left Jessica’s room and went to wake up Tammy. Tammy woke up, made her bed, then she got dressed. Mommy was going to need Tammy to care for my older disabled brother while she and I went for a jog in the nearby park. Mommy came and got me from my room, and then brought me downstairs. Mommy fed me some cereal in my highchair and then when I was done, she got up, refilled her coffee cup, and then sat back down next to me. Mommy put my cereal bowl onto the table out of my reach and then she began to sip her coffee. Half an hour later, after I was starting to squirm, she got up, took my bowl and her cup to the sink and then she picked me up out of the highchair and then put me down onto my feet. She then guided me out to the Garage where she kept the jogger stroller. Then once she and I were standing in front of the jogger stroller, she lifted me into the seat and then belted me in. “Mommy and her new baby are going to take a nice jog in the park today. Your sisters will be at home, cleaning their rooms while we are gone.” Explained mommy before we left. Mommy then pushed the jogger stroller down the street, to the park that had a long, twisty, paved jogger path. It went through forest and thick trees and then back out into the open. Mommy jogged along the path that circled back near the starting point. Then she and I went back home.
Once arriving at home, mommy got me out of the stroller, then took me by my right hand and then led me into the house. Once inside and the door had closed behind us, mommy led me back upstairs to get ready for my nap. Inside of the nursery, mommy picked me up, and then sat me down onto the changing table. Then she laid me down onto my back before she fastened the strap to keep me from rolling off. Then she pulled my blue shorts down and took them off, dropping them down onto the floor for a bit while she changed me. Then mommy unfastened the tapes on my now semi wet diaper. She then pulled the diaper out from under me and then tossed it into the 50 gallon sized diaper disposal trash can. Then she reached down under the changer and then grabbed the package of diapers that her company had made, and then she took one of the diapers out, then she put the package back under the changer. Then she started to open the diaper up. Once that was done, she lifted my butt and then slid the diaper under me. She then laid me back down into the diaper and then she pulled the diaper up between my legs and fastened the tapes.
Mommy then unfastened the strap and then picked me up into a sitting position on the changer. “There you go honey…..all better now. It’s time for a little nappy-poo….ok?” said mommy as she pulled my shirt off and then tossed it onto the floor too where my shorts were. Then mommy lifted me up and then laid me down into my crib. Then she raised the side and then went to go put my shorts and my shirt down the laundry chute that led to the basement. Mommy then left the nursery for a bit and I could hear the phone ring downstairs….one of my sisters had answered the phone and then handed it to mommy. I then fell asleep. About two or more hours later, I woke up to Mommy gently lifting me out of the crib, changing my diaper and then carrying me down to the kitchen.
Mommy put me down into the highchair for a late lunch….then, lunch was over, and mommy told Tammy to get me out of the highchair and then go sit with me on the couch and watch some TV for a little while. Then Mommy got back on the phone after searching for some financial information on her accounts. Mommy talked for a long while, and she had a very concerned tone in her voice.
After she got off the phone, mommy looked bewildered. “Tammy, Jessica, I have some bad news….I am going to have to dispose of Josh and your new baby brother….on Monday. They will be taken out with all of the diapers from last week and this weekend as well as all of your dolls and stuffed animals. I will talk about this more later….but…I need the both of you to first, help me get both of your brothers ready for disposal on Monday…go upstairs and gather up all of the clean cloth diapers I had for both of them and never used on the new baby, gather up all of their clothes, crib sheets, stuffed animals, and the few toys that they both have…put them all into bags. I am going to take both boys to work on Monday for Trash day. I am going to work tomorrow and I will leave the both of them there then.” Explained Mommy in a VERY disappointed and somewhat sad voice. “All I can say for now is, this bad economy has forced me to make some very tough choices. We all will have to do with MUCH less. Mommy’s diaper Business almost wiped us out…but it is slowly taking off. It will be quite a while before it starts to really make us money. Once it does, Mommy can maybe go and get two more subjects and we can start all over again.” Mommy explained to the two girls. Then everyone went upstairs, Tammy carried me upstairs to the nursery where she laid me down into my crib for a bit until they could get everything in trash bags. It took the whole day to get everything that was Josh’s and mine, into bags. There was a TON of diapers, clothing, cloth diapers, some that had JUST been washed and dried too. Mommy went down to the basement to get the clean cloth diapers and a few onesies out of the drier.
She instinctively folded them up and put them into a laundry basket. Then, once mommy was done folding, she brought the laundry basket back upstairs, then she went to the garage to put it into the trunk of the car. Once everything was bagged up, all except two packages of mommy’s own brand of diapers that Tammy had opened for Josh and I’s open package of disposable diapers, a couple packages of opened diaper doublers/booster pads, and an almost half used container of wipes.
Once everyone had finished bagging stuff up and taking it down to the car and putting it in, Mommy, Tammy, and Jessica rested down on the couch. It was dark out by then and Tammy decided to go upstairs and change my diaper. She went upstairs, went into the nursery and then went over to my crib. She pulled the side down and then picked me up and then put me down onto my back, on the changer. Then she unfastened the tapes on my diaper then pulled my diaper out from under me. She didn’t roll it up before opening the lid on the 50 gallon trash can next to the changer, then she tossed my diaper in, on top of the diapers already inside. Then Tammy took out another one of Mommy’s Brand of disposable diapers. Tammy unfolded it, then opened it up. She then reached under the changer again and then took out eight diaper doublers that were usually used in Josh’s diapers, but she thought it was a good time to use some in mine. Once the booster pads were all in my diaper, Tammy Slid the SUPER thick puffy diaper underneath me. She then shook a BUNCH of baby powder into my diaper before she pulled it up and fastened the tapes. Tammy then picked me up and then put me back into my crib. “Time to go night-night now baby….sleep well. See you in the morning….” Then Tammy went over to change Josh’s Diaper. She used the same diapers and the same amount of Diaper Doublers in Josh’s diapers that she had used in mine. Once Josh had been changed, Tammy ran downstairs to the kitchen to get two pre-made bottles of Whole milk to give to us subjects. Tammy went back upstairs and then gave us both bottles. Then she crept quietly out of the nursery leaving the door open a crack. Morning comes….Mommy and Tammy are both in the nursery early….taking us out of our cribs, and then changing our diapers. Once Josh’s diaper was changed, mommy put his wet diaper into the 50 gallon trash can. Then she took him downstairs. Mommy gave Josh a bottle of whole milk to drink for the trip to Mom’s daycare. Mommy got Josh strapped into his car seat….in the back of the car. Then once Tammy was done changing MY diaper, she tossed MY diaper into the 50 gallon trash can and then took ME downstairs. Tammy took me right to the car and then got me buckled into my car seat too. Then she went back inside to get me a bottle of whole milk to drink too. Then, Tammy was instructed to go get ALL of the stuff that they had bagged up the night before AND also dump the completely full diaper pail as well, and bring all of that stuff down to the car too.
Once the car had been loaded….Mommy asked Tammy to stay with us while she went back up to the nursery to get all of the packs of diapers that had been used on Josh and I.
Then mom came back down with four force-flex trash bags FULL of our partially used up packages of diapers, and the remaining unused packages of the diapers that she had created for us, by her own diaper company. Then, mommy put the four full trash bags into the floorboards of the front passenger seat and then walked around the front of the car then got in, closed the door and started the car.
She opened the garage door, then backed out of the driveway, and out to the street. She then put the car in gear and we were off to Mom’s daycare. A short 20 minute drive later,
we arrived at the daycare. Mom called out to the few night staff members that were still there, because this was a 24 hour daycare….and “disposal nursery” ( A SPECIAL daycare and nursery where anyone can leave their kids…or any kids or disabled people who wear diapers all of the time, so that the daycare can dispose of them….and…as much of that person’s stuff as can be brought…well with SOME limits of course…mostly limited to ALL of that person’s clothing, wet diapers, unused portions of the packages of diapers that were left over, stuffed animals, dolls, onesies, t-shirts, laundry baskets, strollers, and even the special laundry soaps needed to wash the pre-fold cloth diapers, and cloth training pants.)
Once these items were received, they were put out back, to be stored until trash day.
Then the items would be put into the various 95 gallon totes and 32 gallon aluminum trash cans that the daycare had available to them. The diaper disposal company, provided all of the totes, while the daycare went out and bought their own trash cans because of the sheer volume of diapers and diapering trash that they threw away each week.
Residential customers, also were provided four totes and they could have as many other trash cans as they wanted. Anything over six 32 gallon trash cans, would cost the residential customers $15 a can. If any customer didn’t pay…the company just didn’t pick up their trash that week.
Mommy had one of the staff members come and get me out while she got Josh out of the car seats. Once Josh was out, mommy, handed him over to tone of the staff members and gave the two staff members who had both of us, to go and get us ready for disposal, before the trash truck came at 8:30 am. The two staff members went inside and took the both of us over to changing tables. They both began to take our new fresh diapers off and then they put us in VERY, thick disposable diapers with 6 and 8 doubled booster pads inside of our diapers. The staff members were also instructed to use half a bottle’s worth of baby powder in each of our diapers, which they did. Mommy also instructed the lady changing me…to take one Attends medium diaper, that I usually wore, and that mommy was given when she got me from the landfill, Mommy told the staff member to put that diaper on OVER the one I was already wearing…..….but then…it would help keep me even drier during the ride to the diaper landfill. Once I was diapered, The staff member got me down from the changer, then took me out to the back where all of the wet diapers and other trash was put until it was time to take it all out to the front. The staff member grabbed me by the hand, then took me out back, to the covered storage unit where all of the trash was. She then picked me up and then put me into one of the janitorial trash carts full of the diapers from the daycare. “Now, baby, your mommy is going to be here early tomorrow morning…she said that she wants to personally hand you over to the trash collectors when they come in the morning.
I will get you bottles every few hours, all night until it is time to be taken out to the trash truck in the morning. I really DON’T care if you actually sleep or not…you are NOT our concern any more. The ONLY thing I was told to do was to make sure that you got bottles of milk, juice, water, or whatever…until it is time to take the trash out. I am going to lock you into this nice full cart which is also locked into this nice, steel shed. I will bring you five more bottles in the next hour so that you have everything you need until morning.” Explained the staff lady before she lowered a locking lid, locked the lid and then closed and locked the thick steel doors. It got REALLY dark inside of the shed. I laid on my tummy, drinking my cool baby bottle full of milk. I got turned on during the next few hours and decided to wet my diapers in a different way. Since I couldn’t reach into my diaper, there was no other way to do that except the usual way….(like making conventional positioned…love) Then, about half an hour later, the staff lady came back, carrying five baby bottles full of whole milk, grape juice, apple juice, cranberry juice mixed with apple juice and another bottle full of milk. She unlocked the steel doors, came in, unlocked the lid on the cart and then raised it for a minute. “Ok baby…here. These ought to last you all night. A few of the cleaning ladies will be in and out of here as well as the janitor too. They will be emptying all of the 32 gallon and 50 gallon diaper pails from our daycare, into your cart, since it is…the one with the least amount of trash in it. I expect for you to try NOT to escape or do anything but stay in the cart and in here! Is this understood?” Asked the staff lady. I nodded then the staff lady lowered the lid again then locked it….then, she closed and locked the storage shed again. The smell of wet diapers was once again…looming inside of the cart. After about four hours go by, the doors to the shed opened and then the lid was unlocked and raised on the cart I was in. It was the cleaning ladies…they were dumping in three cans worth of wet, unrolled, unwrapped disposable diapers, formerly wet, week-old wet pre-fold cloth diapers, plastic pants, that still had some semi wet cloth diapers in them still, 20 pairs of formerly wet cloth training pants, 50 pair of wet disposable training pants. Then the janitor had two 32 gallon trash cans worth of onesies, cloth diapers, a few footed sleepers that had holes in them, 32 pair of pants that had snaps all up the legs and crotch, that also had some kind of dried up, gels all over them. There were also 20 old pairs of soccer style shorts that had the crotches ripped out of them. The white shorts all had dark nasty stains in them too…some were a yellowish color and then the other stains were bluish and a greenish black color.
They all smelled like old LUVS diapers that had been wet in….and Super Absorbent Diaper Gels. I wiggled and squirmed while the cleaning ladies and the janitor dumped in trash can after trash can…until the cart was full. I was fished out, then put back in on top of the load….so that in the morning, mommy could take me out to the trash truck herself.
Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep. Morning came all too quickly. The janitor had rolled the cart out of the storage shed, and was just opening the lid and taking it off.
Then, he helped me out and onto my feet. He then briskly walked me into the daycare where he left me with mommy…who was standing by the front door. Mommy took my right hand and then she pulled me outside and then we both stood outside, on the lawn to wait for the trash truck to arrive. While we waited, the cleaning ladies, the janitor all brought the trash out to the curb. The cleaning ladies also helped roll the carts out too…waiting behind us. I had NO idea that mommy had been holding Josh in her arms….until she leaned down to my level. “Baby boy, today is trash day. I had NO idea that this day was going to come so quickly when I got you from the landfill that day. I’m sorry, but, you have to go wherever the trash collectors take you….I can’t afford you or Josh any more….and…I had planned to use you at the daycare…to use up some of my diapers that are there…but….I’m just going to throw them all away…each and every unopened package of my own brand of diapers. They were second quality anyhow. Did you get changed for disposal before you were brought to me this morning?” Asked Mommy, inserting her index fingers into both leg elastics to check my diaper for wetness.
NOPE! Oh well! Too late now. It’s 8:29 now. The trash truck should be here in a minute or less.” Stated mommy looking at her watch.
The cleaning lady, Mary, and one of the janitors, comes running out of the daycare.....the cleaning lady, wants to dispose of all of the diapers in a couple of janitorial trash carts.
The Cleaning lady, Mary and one of the janitors, wait with the two janitorial trash carts out by the curb.
There are 600 formerly wet cloth diapers, 30 old onesies, 10 old under shirts and 20 cloth training pants in one cart and in the other cart...nothing but loose medium sized adult disposable diapers.
Mommy, had her cleaning ladies, Mary and Guadalupe plus one of the janitors, take out all of the daycare trash while Mommy and I stood at the curb, waiting for the trash truck to arrive. Mommy is holding my developmentally delayed 7 year old brother who is mentally 6 months old. He is wearing one of Mommy’s own brand of diapers, that is really, really thick, puffy and FULL of lots and lots of powder. I am wearing an Vintage Luvs Comfort Waist diapers, with six Dignity Extra Duty Booster pads in it. Now all other stops ahead were also going to have nothing but diapering items for disposal too. The baby blue and white manual side Loader pulls up to the neighborhood daycare, housed in an old converted home.
As Zoe and Sadie pull up to the stop...the truck has nothing but loose, wet, disposable diapers still in the hopper....from a couple of other daycares they had just came from, on the route.
Zoe jumps down to get the first of four cans full of diapers. There is a Mother standing there, holding her 7 year old son wearing nothing but a really puffy, thick disposable diaper with a plastic backing on it, in one hand and her 5 year-old son’s right hand (ME).
My Mommy forgot to change me before she disposed of me in her own nursery trash, on Sunday. I am wearing a really thick, wet, vintage Luvs Comfort Waist disposable diaper as we both wait for the Zoe, the trash lady, to say it’s ok to approach.
“Excuse me ma’am…I have my two sons here…wearing nice, thick bulky disposable diapers. My 5 year-old son’s diapers are a little bit wet…and I can’t afford to care for both of them any more. Can you take them both please?” Asked my mother to Zoe, the trash lady.
“Let me make some room in my truck.” Zoe said as she runs the packer to clear the hopper first.
“What a cute baby! A shame to see him in the trash.” Commented Zoe as she ran the compactor to clear the hopper.
Then Zoe dumps a cart with diapers in the hopper then waits to dump the next cart with more diapers in it before Zoe had taken me by my right hand in her left hand and then brought me to the side of the hopper. Zoe made me stand on the running boards while she helps me into the hopper.
I lay on my back with my head facing the opening of the container getting myself as comfortable as I can.
Then Zoe dumps the other cart with my diapers in it, on top of me. Then Zoe then ran the packer to push me in the truck before taking my developmentally delayed brother from mommy loading him into the hopper before dumping the rest of the garbage and crushing it and him into the truck. Zoe then finishes processing the rest of the stuff at the daycare then gets in the cab and heads to the next stop.
At the NEXT stop.....a house....there is a BUNCH of pre-fold cloth diapers mostly toddler sized...in five cans...and the rest had adult medium cloth diapers....that had NOT been worn yet...and were still folded up.
The NEXT six cans had been over stuffed with nothing but loose adult medium disposable diapers.....and there was a large bag stuffed with disposable diapers and pre-fold cloth diapers that had been wet once but had dried....and a person who was 5’9 wearing the bag around their waist....standing there with a maid in a maid's outfit.....holding onto the diapered boy....as though they were making sure...that the diapered person and the bag were disposed of and the diapered person didn’t escape.
Since the maid was holding the person, Zoe dumped a can of dirty diapers into the hopper. “Throw him in if you want to! If you want to help me dump the cans, I wouldn’t mind! Said Zoe to the Maid.
Zoe just tossed the diapered boy in on top of the dirty diapers,
then emptied cans till the hopper was full then Zoe ran the packer.
Now....once all 11 cans are emptied at that stop.....
the trash truck pulls up to the next stop next door....the 12 plastic Rubbermaid 32 gallon sized cans are all lined up and a neat little row. The cans have a TON of diapers and onesies and stuffed animals in them...a person who is 5’9...a female....wearing nothing but a diaper and a onesie that has been unsnapped.....the man holding her hand.....standing at the curb...waiting for the trash truck to come, steps closer to the truck.
" Could you check her diaper and tell me if she has a thick enough diaper on for disposal? How long do you think that her diaper will stay on her?" Asks the man.
“Not to worry. My truck is full of dirty diapers so if her diaper leaks it isn't a problem and that your diapered girl will be wedged tightly in the truck and it will keep her diaper on.” Said Zoe to the Man standing at the curb with his diapered girl.
"should I load her or should you? Asked the man.
“How do I position her in there? Legs facing the compactor or the other way around?”
“Its ok I will load her.” Zoe then dumps a can of the girl’s toys and dirty diapers then looks at her; “Sorry sweetie but you are garbage now and I am here to take you away with the other garbage but you will get to be packed in with your dollies. Are you ready to get in the truck?” Zoe picked the diapered girl up and set her down on her side in the middle of the hopper, back facing the blade. She then dumps more diapers behind and on top of her. “I need to crush you now honey, but it will be ok. You are going away with the rest of the dirty diaper garbage.” Explained Zoe before she ran the packer pushing the diapered girl into the truck.
"Where do these diapers and my girl get taken too?" Asks the man.
“What happens to each of the diapered subjects once they get where they are going?” Asks the man to Zoe.
“They get taken to the landfill with the rest of the garbage. The diapered boy and girls, the toys and diapers are dumped in the landfill with the rest of the dirty diaper garbage.” Answered Zoe talking to the man.
"Are there any special places that the diapers get dumped into or do the diapers get put into piles or what? Will any of these people get their diapers changed once they get to the dump? Asks the man.
“The diapers are dumped in a Transfer station compactor first, then the diapers and the subjects are sorted, then, some of the subjects and diapers are taken to a special area to compost. Sometimes, the boys and girls are on their own. If a clean diaper can be found, they can change themselves or each other.” Explained Zoe to the man.
“Ok....well, thanks for taking her...we can't afford to diaper her any more...the diapers just cost too much here.” “No problem! Taking away unwanted things is what I do.” Said Zoe as she hopped onto the side of the lodal trash truck. Then, Zoe finishes up and goes to the next stop.
At THIS stop.....it's five sets of parents who have NEW patients to care for and don't have room for the current ones....spring cleaning....so to speak. There is a male...5'9..wearing a special "Disposal” diaper... (a diaper that goes up to his neck or his nipples and is really, really thick and bulky. The diaper sags very low between the adult baby’s legs to provide some extra padding during disposal.)
There is another female wearing pull-ups with six booster pads and six toddler sized cloth diapers inside. There are 14 tall, large trash cans full of their clothing, diapers, and stuffed animals.
The first parent walks up to Zoe and hands her the "boy's" right hand.
The mother of the female, stands closer to the hopper and extends the female's left hand for Zoe to take hold of. A blond boy wearing nothing but four layers of cloth diapers, no plastic pants and nothing else with a binky in his mouth, is in line behind the first boy.
Zoe takes the first boy, he was the first one into the truck.
“Hey, boys and girls, do you want to be together in the truck or do you want any space?” Zoe asks. The parents then ask that Zoe put each of their subjects, in after Zoe loads two cans of diapers.
Then, the janitors start to bring out 10 more cans on wheels...with the tops semi closed because the cans are over filled....with disposable diapers.
“Well if you parents insist, then I will space your subjects and all of their diapers out. Zoe said. The next adult baby, a blond boy, has a wet diaper on...and his mother has to go back inside to take care of the other ones. “Can you to please change my adult baby’s diaper before he is loaded?” The mother of the blond boy asks. “I’m a garbage-woman, not a nanny! This is a garbage truck! Everything is dirty and you can change him if you want, but if you aren’t done before everything is loaded I will leave without your adult baby! Otherwise he goes in the truck wet!”
Zoe tells the mother of the blond boy who was wanting to change their baby’s diaper. “Could you PRETTY please…change his wet diaper before you toss him in your truck?” Asks the mother of the blond boy one more time. “I can’t. He can go in wet, or you can change him before I load him, as long as he’s been changed before the trash is loaded.” Stated Zoe sounding a little irritated. “Fine just toss him in!” Zoe picks the blond diapered boy up and puts him in the truck. Then Zoe dumps cans 5 and 6 before running the compactor. Then, a dark brown haired boy, wearing some really tattered, stained up cloth diapers is up next. His diapers are sagging very low between his legs, his diapers had been used as cleaning rags while they were still on the AB boy.
He was also carrying an arm load of rather wet cloth diapers from his diaper pail.
Zoe, took the wet diapers from the baby boy and then she threw them in the truck’s hopper. Then Zoe picked the AB boy up and put him in the hopper too, before Zoe dumped cans 7 and 8.
The girl in the princess pull-ups is up next. Zoe picks her up “What cans have her toys in them?” Zoe asks the diapered girl before tossing her in the hopper. The Girl points to the cans. Zoe then dumps the girl’s dollies and dirty diapers onto the diapered girl and runs the packer. The janitors then bring out 10 more plastic cans on wheels FULL of diapers and the children's clothing. The truck is getting full so Zoe has to run the packer twice to force the garbage in. Now a AB boy with a really tattered, stained up cloth diaper on that is ripped and torn some between his legs.....is up next. His onesie is unsnapped and he is drinking a bottle full of milk and holding a sock monkey.
There are still quite a few cans to dump. Sadie, deals with the 10 carts of diapers after Zoe clears the hopper. Zoe takes the boy with his bottle and sock monkey and puts him in the hopper. “Hold on to your bottle and sock monkey, tightly while I run the packer, ok baby?” Zoe tells him. Zoe then loads cans 9 and 10. Once the hopper is clear, Zoe loads cans 11-14 by this time the other cans are almost empty and she helps finish off the final cans.
Then Zoe and Sadie go to the next stop two blocks down. It is a diaper factory that makes both cloth diapers, pre-folds, and all-in-ones.....as well as disposable diapers too, that have cloth diapers inserted under the liners. They use ten subjects or subjects per day, but this week, there are only 8 test subjects that are being disposed of along with two cans worth of diapers per subject.
There are 8 cans worth of seconds and thirds of the diapers that weren't first quality,
three cans worth of the quality control diapers, and test diapers used on each of the subjects.
First can has a 18 year old male brown hair. He is wearing a thick disposable diaper with six cloth test cloth diapers inside of his disposable diaper that is taped up to his neck and there are 14 diaper doublers/booster pads inside of his disposable underneath the cloth diapers in front and back. The subject has his hands tied behind his back and he has a binky stuck in his mouth and that is also taped on to keep it in.
The third can has a 16 year old test subject. She has pretty white disposable diapers on with eight booster pads inside of her diaper making her diaper really puffy. Her diaper
has little red hearts on it and she is carrying a cabbage path doll with one of her diapers on it. The fourth can has another diapered girl in it. This girl has two diapers on, the first disposable diaper is a large toddler sized diaper with two booster pads in it. Then a larger sized pull-up is on over that. She also has her hands tied behind her back before she was inserted into the trash can with her diapers.
The Fifth Can has a 19 year old, wearing experimental diapers prototypes, (or should I say…..protodiaps….hehehehe!) He has a onesie on that has some blue, gooey gels all over it and some yellowish colored wet gels all over him. His hair is all wet looking from the SAP testing that was done on him and his diaper.
The Sixth can….and Seventh can, a second to last trash tote, has a19 year old that has been a 6 year test subject, in it, wearing VERY bulky disposable diapers with plastic backing that is printed with Ernie and Bert all over it. He has red hair and is wearing torn up blue sailor suit pants and a VERY dirty sailor top, over his diaper.
Zoe gets out of her truck and runs the packer to clear the hopper. As the hopper clears, Zoe examines the garbage pile. The 18 year old and his diapers are the first into the truck. The truck is almost full. It takes several cycles to crush the 18 year old, his load of diapers as well as the rest of the garbage. While the truck packs the trash, Zoe wheels the can with the 19 year old and her doll next to the truck, but away from the loading area. “Your doll is cute! How cute is that! Your Doll and you have matching diapers!...AWWW!” Zoe then notices a yellow stain on the front of her diaper, and her doll’s diaper. “You match completely! You both are wet.” The baby girl blushes. “I had an accident.” Explains the baby girl.
Zoe loads the diaper prototype baby next. “How well do those new diapers work?” “They need work….” Says the lab adult baby as he goes in the truck.
As the packer crushed the boy, Zoe moves to the girl with the pull up on and her hands tied behind her back.
“Why are you tied up?” Asked Zoe, getting ready to pick the girl’s can up and carry it to the truck. “I’ve been a naughty girl and can't keep my hands out of my diaper.” she says to Zoe. Zoe winks at her and whispers in her ear; “Since you are garbage now, you are allowed to be naughty.” Then Zoe cuts the baby girl’s hands free. The girl thanks Zoe and then crawls into the hopper. Zoe then dumps diapers on the baby girl in the hopper. Zoe sees her stick her hands down her soaking wet pull-up.
Next, Sadie, wheels up the can with the 26 year old. He is crying. “I don’t want to be disposed of! My diaper is wet!” “I know it is no fun to be in the garbage, but I have to take you away!” Sweet Zoe tells the baby boy. Zoe looks over at the 26 year old girl who still needs to be loaded; “Would YOU mind being packed with the boy?” Asks Zoe. The 26 year old diapered girl, gets out of the can, gets into the hopper surrounded by dirty diapers. Zoe puts the boy in the hopper with her and Zoe then hands him, her doll. “Its ok, my dolly and I both have dirty diapers too” Said the boy to the diapered 16 year old girl in the hopper.
The final cans of diapers are dumped in the hopper and she hugs the boy who is holding the doll as the blade pushes them into the truck.
“Its ok little one, we are garbage now…and garbage doesn’t mind being in the garbage truck.” the girl says, as the blade is packing them. “I hate it when the garbage cries!” Sadie says as we get back in the truck.
Both Sadie & Zoe drive the truck to the next stops....across town. It takes half and hour to get to these stops, all residential though.
The first stop in the neighborhood, has only four large plastic bins full of disposable diapers in them. No subjects at first, until....a mother runs out....practically PULLING and dragging her 19 year old who acts like a ten year old, who is wearing a VERY thick, freshly changed disposable diaper with almost half a bottle worth of powder in the diaper, the used wipes stuffed into the waistband of the boy’s diaper. The mother looks PISSED! She runs out to Zoe as they are pulling up. The mother stops, waits for Zoe and Sadie to take one of the cans. The mother waits for the Zoe to dump the full can. Sadie is still in the cab of the loadal, working the packer switch from inside. "Hey...can I leave my adult baby here for you to take while I go back inside and get two grey janitorial trash carts full of this monster's pre-fold cloth diapers, that are still wet, all of his onesies, all of his old torn up slightly holey PJs with the feet in them, and a TON of his plush stuffed dolls that all have diapers on them?” Asked the mother. “The other cart has; the left over unopened packages of diapers that we didn't get a chance to use up yet, more cloth diapers and tons and tons of his unrolled, unwrapped disposable diapers that were slightly wet, but not too wet…..just so that you know.” Explained the baby’s mother to Zoe. The adult baby boy's mother then stops to tie up her boy’s hands... “Can you keep him tied up?” The Mother then drapes six of his cloth diapers over his shoulders and then makes him carry a load so tall, of his unwrapped, open disposable diapers that he had worn in the past two weeks, over to Zoe’s truck, before she ties his hands up, before Zoe takes the boy. Zoe sees the 4 bins and begins emptying them. The boy, who is dragging his feet, starts to fight Zoe and his mother, on the way to the hopper. The boy is trying to keep from being disposed of. He screams, struggles, as his mother ties his arms up. The boy’s mother finishes tying her boy’s hands up behind him to keep him from fighting this.
"Can you keep his hands tied up please miss?" says the mother...again. The boy's mother then comes back after leaving the second over-filled janitorial trash cart piled too high with disposable diapers. The Mother runs back into the garage, then brings out a laundry basket full of freshly cleaned and folded, pre-fold cloth diapers that belong to the boy "Excuse me miss....could you also take these too?” The boy's mother then asks.
Zoe loads the can full of the boy’s dolls, the rest of his leftover diapers as well as his dirty ones. Since she does not need the laundry basket, Zoe tosses the whole thing in the truck.
Zoe dumps the can with the clothes and dolls and crushes them all in the truck,
then dumps the can with the leftover diapers and dirty diapers.
Zoe thanks her for tying up the boy and quickly tosses him in the truck and crushes him so he can no longer escape, then process the rest of the stop. The boy’s Mother, she is apologetic for the trouble the boy caused. “I assure you, its ok. Sometimes garbage tries to escape” Says Zoe to the boy’s mother.
"before you go miss, can you also take this other laundry basket full of his clean cloth diapers and plastic pants too?” asks the mother.
“Sure.” Zoe takes the basket from her and tosses it into the truck. “Do you have any other garbage needs disposed of today?” Asked Zoe to the customer lady.
"Yes...I do. There are three large grey janitorial trash carts in the garage still, that need to be taken out. I didn't have time to strip the other baby girl down to just her diaper before she was tossed into one of the carts. She is still wearing her torn-up, stained, gooey, dirty onesie. Do I need to unbutton the snaps on her onesie first? Do you need to see the condition of her diaper before she is disposed of? “Does she need to be dressed in a certain kind of diaper to be disposed of?” asked the mother as she started walking towards the garage to get the first of three carts. “Nope. Just bring her out. I can take her no matter how she is dressed!” Stated Zoe.
“Ok.” said the mother as she went and brought Zoe, the first of three large grey janitorial trash carts. "Here is the first cart...I'll go get the second one with the girl in it. She has a REALLY thick bulky freshly changed disposable diaper on her.....with ten booster pads in it, and half of a bottle worth of powder too!” Explained the mother as she rolled the cart over to the side of the truck.
"How much do you get for my kids at the landfill miss?” asks the mother going back to get the other cart.
“We get paid a flat fee plus $40 per ton, for our trash regardless of what it is. Explains Zoe. Just then, the dispatcher calls Sadie to tell her that there are two more, larger stops to make before going to the dump.
Zoe yells over to Sadie, to tell the dispatcher; “We might not have room for two stops. Just one! They’ll have to have the other truck dispatched to take the 2nd” Zoe tells Sadie, to tell the dispatcher. “The truck is about full.....but we can try to before the dump.” Says the co-worker to the Dispatcher.
Sadie leans out, “We have to take these two stops.....the dispatcher told us that even if the truck's hopper is full, take the stops!”
“Ok… those kids are gonna get packed tight!”
Sadie laughs. “yeah but garbage can’t complain”
The mother hands Zoe five diapered dolls that belong to the girl. "There...here are all three full carts now.” Then the mother goes over to the second cart and finds the girl...the mother does a spot check on the girl's diaper and then kisses her on her forehead. Zoe, empties the 1st cart while Sadie gets the other two carts.
"little one...it's time for disposal now......I have to let you go. I got you diapered in a NICE Thick comfy diaper for disposal and…I used plenty of powder too. Sorry I can’t keep you…but it’s time for disposal now.” “I made sure that you got a nice, super thick disposable diaper.....baby girl!” Said the mother to the baby girl. After the mother gives the girl a kiss, she puts the 5 diapered dolls in the can.
“Why mommy, I will miss you!” The little diapered girl says to her mother.
“I know sweetie, but I can’t afford to keep you. Here are your dolls.”
Says the mother one last time. Then the mother steps back lets Zoe and her Sadie do their work while watching her baby girl and her diapers being emptied into the hopper of the load-al trash truck. Zoe dumps the 3rd can while the mother was saying her goodbyes.
“Now it is time to dispose of the girl” Said Zoe a little sternly.
“Oh...one more thing….” Exclaimed the mother forgetting something.
“If you want, I will have someone come by and get that?”
The mother runs back inside....grabs a large paper bag and then fills it with all of the left over disposable diapers and remaining cloth diapers from the drier....then runs back out to the side of the truck. “Ok….” Says the mother. Can you two take them now? I'll pay you both $50?” Offers the mother. “Sure.” Says Zoe.
Zoe takes the paper bag of unused diapers and tosses them in the truck then picks up the little girl. Zoe can see she is scared. Zoe tries to distract her.
“What are your dolly’s names?” Zoe says to the diapered girl as she is being tossed into the hopper.
“That one is...Mattie..... this one is Dolly....and that one is.....Rachel. This one gets her diapers changed too much.” Explains the little diapered girl to Zoe. The little girl tells Zoe, each of her doll’s names and holds Zoe’s hand as they both walk to the truck.
The little diapered girl, hands Zoe each doll as she tells Zoe, the names. Zoe, puts each of them in the truck’s hopper.
Zoe picks the girl up. “That one has a cute pink diaper… just like you.” Said Zoe to the baby girl. “Will I get my diaper changed after I go into this big truckie?” asked the baby girl standing on the running board of the load-al.
“No, you will have to stay in that one. At the landfill, someone might change you.” Stated Zoe talking to the baby girl. How long will it be until I get there?
Are you my new mommy?” asked the baby girl.
The Baby girl looks sad as Zoe picks her up. Zoe sees why. Zoe looks at the baby girl; “Did you make a poopy?” Asks Zoe. “Yeah, I got scared and pooped my diaper.” Explained the little girl. “It will be awhile…. No I am just the garbage lady.
“Oh…” Said the baby girl. “Can I have some of my cloth diapers and my disposable diapers to hold please?” asked the baby girl.
Zoe picks the girl up, puts her in the hopper with her dolls and then hands the girl, the bag of diapers.
“Thank you...” said the little girl to Zoe.
The mother pays both Zoe & Sadie the $50 to take the three carts now.
The little girl squirms as she is put in the hopper. “My diaper feels icky!” Says the baby girl to Zoe. “Yeah, the truck is going to make your diaper even messier!” Says Zoe. The baby girl begins to cry. “I don’t usually do this, but lay down….” Zoe takes a clean, pink diaper from her bag, takes off her poopy diaper, and then puts a clean one on. Zoe puts the poopy diaper, in the hopper. “There….little one, I have to crush you now!” Zoe empties the carts then runs the packer.
Then...Zoe hops onto the side of the truck, on the running boards.....
Then Zoe & Sadie drive to the first of the two last stops.
