As someone who lives in a highrise full of impoverished people, please stop pranking us with canned goods.
We have a pyramid of both canned and dry beans in the lobby. No one actually eats them, they just get thrown out to make room for more nonperishable goods the next food bank run.
I’d guess about 20% of what actually comes from food pantries and donations gets used and that’s from perishable/frozen goods. We didn’t get to this level of poverty by being pragmatic and resourceful.
Don’t feel bad. My neighbors aren’t opting to starve, just fortunately live in an area with enough food resources that even in the lowest national income bracket we can be somewhat choosy.
I’ve thought about making bulk pet food out of all the waste, because presently it just accumulates until the pyramid gets ridiculous and has to be thrown out, but it’s always there in the lobby just in case someone is at that point of mental illness or just broken in spirit that it might be their last resort. Or maybe their recipe calls for 10 pounds of of chic peas. Eh.
As someone who lives in a highrise full of impoverished people, please stop pranking us with canned goods.
We have a pyramid of both canned and dry beans in the lobby. No one actually eats them, they just get thrown out to make room for more nonperishable goods the next food bank run.
I’d guess about 20% of what actually comes from food pantries and donations gets used and that’s from perishable/frozen goods. We didn’t get to this level of poverty by being pragmatic and resourceful.
(Sign) I wish, but it’s all we can do these days
Eat those beans and canned food or starve
Don’t feel bad. My neighbors aren’t opting to starve, just fortunately live in an area with enough food resources that even in the lowest national income bracket we can be somewhat choosy.
I’ve thought about making bulk pet food out of all the waste, because presently it just accumulates until the pyramid gets ridiculous and has to be thrown out, but it’s always there in the lobby just in case someone is at that point of mental illness or just broken in spirit that it might be their last resort. Or maybe their recipe calls for 10 pounds of of chic peas. Eh.