A memory from my youth of returnable bottles...
My first real job, which I got just after getting my drivers license in the late 60's, was sorting the returnable soft drink and beer bottles in a grocery store. We had these large "bottle buggies" that the cashier in the front office would put the returns in after refunding the deposit. I would push the buggies back to the bottle room and pull it halfway through the door and proceed to sort all the various brands and sizes into wooden flats for sodas and the distributer's cardboard boxes for beer. At the end of a busy week I would have that room stacked 8 to 10 feet high with just a narrow aisle down the middle. One day I reached into the bottle buggy and grabed ahold of 2 six-packs of longnecks and as I pulled them up, about a dozen of the biggest durn cock-roaches you have ever seen go running up my arms. I'm talking South Florida roaches about 2" long! I broke both six-packs on the ceiling of that bottle room and got out of there, over the buggy, before the glass hit the floor. Those were the days!
Still don't like cock-roaches.
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