Garbage Company Calls Woman Who Hasn’t Put Trash Out, Stop Cold When They Discover Why

Jakes’s mouth drops to the floor as he walks into 90-year-old Louisa Allen’s home. Pictures of Louisa and her family are dotted around on the walls.

There’s one from a camping trip, one from what seemed like an anniversary celebration and one of Louisa and her late husband on their wedding day. Jake shouts out to Louisa but silence lingers in the air. Then suddenly he sees her.

She’s sat on a vintage, velvet pink chair, eyes closed with an empty gin and tonic glass next to her. What had happened?

A Messy Job

For Jake Bland, he genuinely loved his job. Fair enough being a garbageman wasn’t exactly the most glamorous of jobs, but it had its perks. Despite the ever-lasting smell, the pay was great and the hours were flexible.

You see Jake was attending night school to try and help boost up his resume. But little did Jake know, that not even 3 hours of night school could prepare him for what was in store.

Thought He Had Seen It All

Being in the garbage industry for 15 years now, Jake thought he’d seen it all. He had found all sorts when unloading people’s trash. From unwanted engagement rings and jewelry, to fully sealed food that had run out of date.

But then one day, in the midst of a global pandemic, everything changed. And Jake was never the same again.

A Worldwide Crisis

With the Covid-19 pandemic in full swing, Jake and his team had to adhere to serious safety measures. He had to wear PPE, wash his hands as often as he could, and he could no longer chat with his customers.

There was one customer, 90-year old Ms. Louise Allen, who was Jakes’s favorite. She loved to reminisce about the times with her late husband to Jake over a cup of hot tea while Jake unloaded her trash.

And so, when Jake knew he had to empty her trash the following day, a feeling of sadness crept upon him. He may not be able to speak to her, but at least he could see her. And wave from a distance. Or at least that’s what he thought.

Taking Out The Trash

Jake and his team pull up on a cul-de-sac. A few houses were scattered amongst the rose beds and greenery. As Jake goes from one garbage bin to another, he notices something strange from across the road. It was number 34, Louisa Allen’s house.

Her garbage bin was empty and her house seemed eerily quiet. Normally by now she’d have been out, wrapped up in her dressing gown waiting to have a chat with Jake. But she wasn’t there. What had happened?