Do you ever wonder if someone is running a social experiment on you?
On my way to taking my partner to work the other day, I discovered, of all things, a plastic pot -- the kind you might, in a less inclement season, find an ivy growing in -- sitting on the last step in front of my house. I had a brief moment where I thought, "I could walk around this." But, I didn't. I picked up and threw it into the garbage bag I keep in the back of my car.
Today... there was a newspaper in the exact same spot.
Okay, who ever is out there, yes, I am compulsive about picking up what I perceive as garbage in front of my house.
Stop it all ready. You're making me crazy.
UPDATE!
ReplyDeleteToday (Wednesday, Feb. 1, 2006) there was another piece of garbage in the same spot. This time my partner saw it, too.
It's the aliens, I tell you. They're coming to eat my brain!