Pick Up Your Garbage Chump

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One of the things that really irritates me is when people throw their garbage on the ground or out the window of their car. Hello, this isn’t the ’50’s-’80’s anymore chumps. I can’t believe people still have the nerve to do this.

Not once, but TWICE today I witnessed this act of environmental and societal defiance! I wanted to pick up that garbage and fling it right back and ask how they liked it… but of course I didn’t… only in my Walter Mitty moment.

The first time today was on the drive to work this morning. This chump parent was idling his car outside a charter school I won’t name, waiting for … I don’t know … the kid that was nowhere in sight to enter the school? Regardless, the chump just rolled down this window and threw a bag of garbage out the window! Outrageous! Grrrrr! I wanted to jump out of the car and shove that bag right back in his window … insert Walter Mitty moment … but I didn’t.

The second time was on the subway ride home this afternoon. This chump in his 20’s I’d say, was sitting at the end of the bench I decided to sit on, enjoying a Hershey’s Cookies n Creme bar. Yes, I noticed because I was deliriously hungry. So he finishes eating it and throws the wrapper under the bench! What? No you didn’t! I sat there hairy eye-balling him for a few seconds… I was thinking: should pick it up? … say something? … insert Walter Mitty…

… but then I didn’t have to. This equally-as-aggravated lady sitting across from the chump told him to hand over the wrapper so she could throw it out at the next stop. Thank you! Ah! My savior! And she said it with just the right amount of snark and disdain. He just handed it to her like she was his mommy.

That woman saved me hours of aggravation and rescued his sorry ass from being a litterbug – the foundation of a dirty and disgusting society. Ick.

After she got off the train, he opened his can of Ginger Ale and sipped away. I hoped he wouldn’t finish that drink before I got off… chump.

 

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3 thoughts on “Pick Up Your Garbage Chump

  1. I don’t claim to to be 100% guilt free of littering. I think we all may even do it unwittingly. I mean where does all the parking lot chewing gum come from…extra terrestrials? Like crop circle messages? 🙂

    Also, a banana peel pales in comparison to a garbage bag tossed out on the highway for instance.

    I saw a guy in a parked car (in front of drug store with a trash can next to his front bumper mind you) open his car door and throw a “stuffed full of other garbage” McDonald’s bag into the empty parking space next to his car while waiting on someone to come out of the store. I was shocked and still to this day regret not saying something to embarrass the 20 something for his laziness/ignorance.

    The mental image still torques me off a little!

    • Of course we all are guilty at some point, but I even refuse to spit my gum on the ground now bc I hate stepping on it! Banana peels or apple cores definitely not as bad but still attract vermin and looking disgusting when decaying. So let’s just all use the trash can. 😉

  2. I will pick up garbage on the street or road if it is safe to do and throw in a garbage can. I will if driving in the country where there are fields for the birds etc, throw bananas and apple cores. If I am in the city or small town I will wait till I get home, or throw them away if we we stop at the nearest receptacle. There is a fine for littering but there never seems to be anyone around when you see someone do it, I wonder how many litter fines have ever been issued?

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