Having watched the mighty Arsenal
bravely overcome the diving, moaning and blatant cheating of Manchester United
the other night, I find myself ruminating on rules. Everyone has to live by the
rules to a certain extent, but equally everyone bends them once in a while. You
get a touch in the box and you go down, or so some people say. It is the
professional thing to do.
No Angel De Maria, it isn’t. No
Adnan Januzaj it isn’t clever, it marks you down as a cheat and people will
hate you for it. But maybe for once football is not the best example. Most of
us don’t bend the rules to gain a conspicuous unfair advantage, we do it
because it is easier. Much easier. And this brings me to the subject of when is
waste waste, and when is it not waste.
Fascinating huh? Even as a
pleasant five minute read to help digest your tuna and mayo wrap, this blog is
heading for a new low. But actually it is quite important.
Take a look at this
little link and you will see what I mean. Business
Waste
If you cannot be bothered to read
that scintillating government offering let me summarise. You need a license to
move your waste. You need to know whether it is hazardous or not. If you get
someone else to move it, you have a duty of care to make sure they deal with it
legally. And you need waste transfer notes to record the whole process.
If you ignore all this and get
caught you will be hung drawn and quartered. Your head will then be displayed
on a spike outside the town hall to warn off other criminals. Or you will be
fined. One or the other.
But when is it waste? EReco MD
Jane Taylor and I discussed this on a train yesterday. I have man flu so some
of the details are a little hazy but we came to the conclusion that our
approach to life here in eReco land is belt and braces stuff. If a client asks
us to remove something it is treated as waste because we do not, at that stage,
know whether the kit has any life left in it. We have all the relevant licenses
and we produce waste transfer notes. We ask what we are collecting and make
sure we have listed all the different classifications, so the hazardous box is
ticked off. No fines here, move along now, nothing to see.
Businesses in general do not like
getting fined. It’s embarrassing and bosses tend to get grumpy because their
boss gets grumpy. Now I am not sure if there are waste transfer patrols out
there all ready to catch the unaware, but it is another thing to bear in mind.
This really is not a subject to be casual about, right from the get go.
And hazardous waste includes
laptops and monitors. Yes really. Every sales rep is technically lugging around
a hazardous backpack. And as soon as you deem it redundant, you need a license
to transport it.
I know. My head aches too. But
this is why we are here. Stop worrying about it and call 01342-777550 and let
me worry for you. I am good at it. Even whilst shouting at Angel De Maria and
calling Louis Van Gaal names, I was reminding myself to check the paperwork for
today’s collections.
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