Yesterday while I was wearing an orange apron at work, I swept out bay 111 which held a pallet of bundled split firewood earlier this year. Some of the bundles had broken, and there was a shopping cart full of a mix of hardwoods and birch.
I asked my assistant manager if I could take it, and he said "I don't care" so you can guess what happened next. I haven't sorted through all of it closely yet but at least some of it is oak.
Now I'll go back and grab a twin pack of Kingsford charcoal because their price is better than other stores. I might grab another bag of RO lump while I'm at it.
I asked my assistant manager if I could take it, and he said "I don't care" so you can guess what happened next. I haven't sorted through all of it closely yet but at least some of it is oak.
Now I'll go back and grab a twin pack of Kingsford charcoal because their price is better than other stores. I might grab another bag of RO lump while I'm at it.
