A man lived in a beautiful city his entire life, but things were changing. He was told that there was only one place where he could buy food, and orders were placed twice a week. He was OK with that and placed his order.
While waiting to be served, he found orders were only to be placed once a week hereafter. Again, he agreed. After all, what choice did he have? But he was hungry.
He waited patiently for his order and it did not come. When he asked what was going on, he was told that his order had been overlooked and that they were sorry, but there was nothing anyone could do about it, and hopefully his next order would go through.
This story is true. The town is Augusta, and the “food” is our new garbage pickup. I have never been so disappointed as to be told as a taxpayer that – regarding a service I am forced to pay for and don’t receive – nothing can be done for me.
I hope things improve.