I won’t be surprised if I’m accused of being a blathering bullhorn for the goodness that is L.A. City Councilman Eric Garcetti (pictured at right busting out with his famed acapello rendition of “Volare” at the opening last year of the Edendale branch of the L.A. Public Library), but I just can’t help it: the guy rocks the 13th District, the greater L.A. area (and let’s not forget parts of the arctic as well).
Case in point: For whatever reason the fine city sanitation engineers that normally drive by every Wednesday morning to pick up our black trash cans… well, this week they didn’t. Missed my block completely. The green cans of mine and my neighbors got emptied. So did the blue cans. But the black cans were left undumped. I decided to give the benefit of doubt ó maybe the oversight resulted from technical or mechincal difficulties or whatever ó and hoped they’d come back to take care of business the next day.
Nope. By the time I got home from work Thursday the black cans up and down the street were still standing like stoic sentinels of stank. First thing I did when I got inside was dig out the white pages and dial up the sanitation bureau’s phone number (800/773-2489), but of course it was after hours and all I got was an outbound recording telling me as much. In desperation I sent Garcetti an email apologizing for bothering him with such a somewhat trivial matter but nevertheless begging for any assistance he could provide.
And of course he could. Early Friday morning I got a direct reply that he was putting a staffer on the job to make sure the pick-ups were made, and when I arrived home Friday afternoon the cans were drained. Thanks, Eric!