1115 Landfill (2/2)
But even so, there had sporadically been a few cases of strays injuring people, usually happening when the driver was in a rush to use the washroom. They couldn't possibly answer the call of nature in the driver's seat, right?
The moment they left the driver's seat to take a dump beside their car, the stray dogs would have their eyes on them. Well, not them per se, but their freshly expelled sh*t. It was well known that dogs did eat sh*t, and some of them were more than happy to do so.
But the workers didn't know that. While doing their business, they suddenly heard rustling around them, only to find one, or even several, big dogs surrounding them, looking at their butt as though it was a 5-star hotel's international buffet line.
Faced with a situation like this, the workers would definitely panic. The smart thing to do was to not wipe and immediately put on their pants and hide in the driver's seat.
But there were some stubborn people that refused to do so. They picked up any stick or stone or other trash around them to throw at or threaten the strays, wanting to scare them away so they could wipe their butts in peace.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.
If it were one stray, it might be scared away. But if they came in a group, such an act would only agitate them. Even if they had no intention of attacking a person, they wouldn't care that much when the adrenaline rushed to their heads.
After getting bitten several times, they had finally learned to be smart. As long as they had to drive out, they had to have at least two employees in a single vehicle. So if they ever encountered a situation where one of them desperately needed to go, the other person could keep watch while they did so in peace—they were all men anyway. The moment they found stray dogs lingering nearby, the guy keeping watch would then quickly alert his partner to hurry up and get in the car.
Not just the employees, but the drivers driving the trash in every day were threatened by the dogs as well.
Other than the call of nature, they had another issue. In order to prevent inconveniencing the general public, most rubbish trucks only operated at night.
With how dark it was in the middle of the night, the drivers often had limited vision. If a dog were to suddenly rush across the front of a truck, the driver would usually slam on the brakes on instinct. However, with such a heavy load on board, it wasn't easy for the vehicle to come to a smooth stop. A jammed brake could cause the whole car to topple over, endangering both the driver of the truck and any other car and its driver beside them.
There had already been more than one case of a garbage truck toppling over. It was great luck that no one had gotten injured during all these cases, since there were basically no other cars using this freeway, especially during the night.
But not having a single incident up to now didn't mean that it wouldn't happen in the future.
The moment someone got injured, or worse, died, it would be an even more troublesome situation to handle.
So the supervisors of the landfill had been getting together to discuss how to deal with the strays and wild dogs in the area. Yet the strays and wild dogs had no idea what was about to come and continued to fight their fights, dig through their litter, and eating their excrement.