I Don't Think Garbage Lady Doesn't Like Me Anymore

[Moshe]

So, my wife decided, that the county dump is the place to go, as I have a truck, and it is a few bucks for a truck load as opposed to paying 30-40 a month for the county dump truck.  They always have strange people working there, and I have a twisted sense of humor.  I drive up and this woman is belting well off key and loudly, "How great thou art!"  I suppose that was the only refrain she knew from the song.  It was kind of listening to a cat being strangled with a dog as back up.  I rolled down my window to communicate, as it was loud and off key to hear it through a closed window.  She was still crooning it.  I simply said, "Thank you."  I don't think she got my twisted humor until the following weeks as I get glared out now.  My son does the heavy lifting.