A couple of months ago, I posted about my pet peeves, and I’ve through of another, so I thought I’d share. Nothing helps a pissy mood like spreadin’ it around, eh?
I get irritated when I see people litter. Whether it’s blatantly throwing trash out of your window, or if you try to quietly sneak it behind you and make it look like you had nothing to do with it. I once road the commuter rail and the fellow sitting directly across from me was enjoying a soda and a little grab bag of chips. He put his soda bottle, now empty on the window ledge, and finished his chips. This guy didn’t try to hide it, nor did he spend any extra energy doing it. He didn’t put the bag on the window ledge, he didn’t put it on the seat, or the floor or hide it… He simply stopped holding the bag. Like, the bag no longer held his interest and he immediately forgot about it, erased it from his mind. one hand went into his pocket, and the other reached for his phone to see what time it was.
I did gently remind him that he forgot his soda as he was leaving, and he did feign innocence, and turn and get it, but I can’t say I got any real satisfaction out of that. He would do it all again tomorrow, no doubt. I wished (and still do) that I’d called him out in front of everyone, not only for polluting our shared space, but for being so utterly lazy that he couldn’t spare the few extra newtons of force it would take to carry his trash out onto the platform and just stop holding it over a trash bin. It wasn’t too heavy to carry onto the train and manipulate while devouring it, and now there’s less mass to deal with.