Trapped In a Bad Stench

Smash and I threw away about one hundred magazines today! We got the black cart out, loaded the magazines onto it, and rolled it down to the trash. We decided to open the door to the compactor so we could just push the magazines off the cart and straight into the trash. Little did we know that the entrance door to the garbage shut behind us and locked us in! Panic set in on Smashley's face, and I was planning my escape. I ended up climing down the gate in the garbage "room" I guess you could call it, and had to run around to let Smash out! NOT FUN! luckily we were only in there for about 5 minutes. At first Smash and I thought we were stuck in there until someone else came to do garbage! That would have been terrible.