You can tell a lot about a person from their trash. Whether they’re resourceful or wasteful, sanitary or filthy, healthy or junk food junkies. If they have kids or pets, if they like Chinese on a Friday night or pizza instead; if they have a good bank account or if they are as poor as church mice. Yes, you can tell a many things about a person from what they choose to dispose of, to get rid of and expel. Much more perhaps, than from what they want to gain, acquire, and collect.

For Hubert Liddman it was his daily existence. Collecting what people no longer wanted; gathering the things that people declared unworthy, useless and damaged; hording them away in a different array of plastic bags to be unceremoniously dumped in a landfill. Yes, Hubert Liddman was a garbage man.

He preferred the term “sanitary disposal technician” however. But either way he twisted his title of profession he was still considered the lowest of the low, in other terms an “untouchable”. Avoided eye contact, noses held high in the air and expressions of repugnancy were the daily exchanges between Hubert’s clients and himself. Of course there was the occasional friendly wave and smile, and in the rarest of people, a “Thank you”; but these people still considered themselves elevated, high on a pedestal, above and beyond poor Hubert.

But what these people did not know was that although they shied away from interaction with Hubert and even though they thought their thoughts of superiority; Hubert Liddman was in fact the single most important man on the earth...