This morning, it wasn't even one in five searches. It was one in zero searches. As Bup and I walked out the front door and turned right, there not ten steps from our house, was the first piece of garbage noticed today- a red, french fry box a la the Golden MD's. There it was, freshly tossed out the window of the car that just sped by on its way to catch the Metra. As we walked further, two alleys down, the driver tossed his drink, too, right into the bushes of the Harrison Street alley. No picture because I just couldn't take the outright garbage tossing and didn't want to document my involvement in it as it happened. Instead of picture snapping, I snapped some language directed at the driver which went a little like this, "Hey man, give a hoot". Just kidding, but it would have made for a better story, right. But really, the part about the alley- true 'dat.
People still throw stuff out of the car window? In the Brookie Wookie? What a travesty.
ReplyDeletehahaha! Wouldn't it be great to throw garbage INTO his car?
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