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Four out of five mornings a week I leave my flat at 8am. Shortly after, I walk past an elderly lady out walking her equally old dog. It varies each day how far along the road she is but I always see her bending to pick litter up off the footpath to put into a garbage bin in one of the many front yards. Or at least, that is what I thought I was watching.
This morning when I walked past her she had bent over to pick up a discarded coke can from the gutter. The next thing I heard, was the same coke can re-hitting the ground in someone’s front yard. I stopped and watched her, not quite believing she was throwing litter into someone’s front yard. Two houses further down she did it again. Bend. Pick up empty bottle. Toss.
I don’t know whether I should be cranky with her because this isn’t solving the problem of litter, or whether I should find it funny because it seems so crazy, what can you do except shake your head.
This morning when I walked past her she had bent over to pick up a discarded coke can from the gutter. The next thing I heard, was the same coke can re-hitting the ground in someone’s front yard. I stopped and watched her, not quite believing she was throwing litter into someone’s front yard. Two houses further down she did it again. Bend. Pick up empty bottle. Toss.
I don’t know whether I should be cranky with her because this isn’t solving the problem of litter, or whether I should find it funny because it seems so crazy, what can you do except shake your head.
Ha ha, that's hilarious! Old person doing a good deed turns out to be a cranky old litterer! And all those people probably wonder where all the junk in their yard is coming from... O_o
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