Yuck

Usually the very first thing I do when I wake, at 4:30 a.m. every  morning, is let my dog out.  If I do not he will not leave me alone while I do my devotions.  When I opened the door I could see something in the street but could not quite tell what it was since it was so dark.  When I was leaving for work I saw it was this.

Ok, that is so gross.  It was really windy that night and I am assuming the neighbors trash got knocked over.  Then someone proceeded to run over it in the alley and drug it out in the street. That could happen.  I thought well they will see it and pick it up or the trash man will be here soon and will have to drive right over it surely he will pick it up.  Right?  Nope neither the neighbor or the trash man picked it up.  When I came home for lunch it was still all there.  I was kind of upset.  I think if that is your trash you know.  I would know if it was ours.  It had everything in it from Kentucky Fried Chicken boxes to diapers. If you ate Kentucky and have a baby you know that trash is yours, pick it up.  I thought well I am going to leave it there until I get home from work a little after 3.  When I got home it was pick up.  My husband works early morning hours and so he is home from work before I am.  I said did you see all that trash?  He said, "Yes it was still there when I got home so I got a shovel and picked it all up."  Ugh, ok.  I just could not believe someone was so lazy they would not pick up the trash that was theirs.  Or even the trash man who drove right by it. 

The point to this story?  I don't know, it just made me upset that someone could not pick up their own trash or that someone else could not take the time to go above and beyond the job they are paid to do. 

 I'm done ranting. 

Blessings

Crystal