I don't have much in the way of rubbish.
I put the bins out around once a month or less. The plastic and paper goes in the recycling, perishables [except meat] go on the compost heap and the rest goes into the black bin.
However the vast majority of the stuff that goes out is packaging of one sort or another. What the fuck is it with packaging? Everything has to come wrapped in plastic these days which not only adds to the bin contents but leads to endless frustration in trying to open things.
They insist on selling me stuff like cheese, rashers or sausages which comes in "resealable" plastic packs. I don't think I have come across one yet that does actually reseal. First I have to find the "peel back here" tab which involves trying to separate two bits of plastic which refuse to be parted. If I do manage to separate them I then peel back the top layer only for the fucking thing to rip thereby destroying the point of the exercise. Then if I do manage to keep the two bits intact they don't stick back together again which destroys the whole concept.
And don't start me on about those hard plastic cases! You buy something simple like a light-bulb or a computer mouse and the fucking thing glares at you from behind an impenetrable seal of hard plastic which is impossible to remove. The only way to open them is with a sharp pair of scissors, so you nip down to the hardware only to find that the scissors are contained in an equally impenetrable seal of hard plastic that you can't open without a pair of scissors. Catch 22.
Who is the bright spark who decided to redesign lids on jars? They used to come with nice vertical sides to the lid, but some twat thought it would be a brilliant idea to slant them. Now if you remove the lid from a jar and place it on a flat surface, it's nearly impossible to pick the fucking thing up again because of its daft beveled edge. I spend my time picking the fucking things off the floor after they have skithered away from my attempts to pick 'em up. I have taken to carrying a magnet around to save my sanity.
Plastic two-litre milk bottles are another blight on my life. They come with a screw top that is attached to a ring by a series of little bits of plastic. The idea [I presume] is that the act of unscrewing the lid breaks the little plastic bits thereby releasing the lid. Some fucking hope! In the end I usually have to attack them with a sharp knife which usually slips. If ever you see pink milk in this house its probably just the blood causing the discolouration.
As for those fucking things they sell tablets in… you'd need blood pressure tablets after trying to remove a pill from one of their precious strips. The only problem is that the blood pressure pills come in equally daft strips. What the fuck happened to little bottles?
It was never like this in the Good Old Days.
Nearly everything either came loose or wrapped in paper. If it was liquid it came in a bottle. Bottles were returned and the paper burned resulting in little or no waste.
And they talk about progress?