In case you haven’t been able to tell by my never-ending flow of edgy sarcasm, I’m from New York City. Yep, the oh-so-glamorous capital of the world. Glitz, glamour….and grime. It seems as though our illustrious city envied throughout the world has been reduced to streets full of Snickers bar wrappers, discarded condoms and thoroughly used Kleenex.
Here’s the thing – The city budget thankfully values the importance of garbage disposal and our dedicated sanitation people thoughtfully place big red trash cans just about everywhere you turn – Can’t miss em. So, why, I ask, why is it so difficult to walk a whole ten feet away (gasp) and place your trash where it belongs? Doesn’t wading ankle-deep through mounds of coke cans disturb you in the least?
Litterbugs, beware! Next time I see one of you people casually dropping the remnants of your chili dog on the sidewalk, I swear to god I’m going to….Ahem. Well. You get my point. As always, comments, critiscm, and do-gooder cat calls are welcome.
couldn’t agree more. right on.
You obviously haven’t lived in Dublin, Ireland. The state people leave the city in especially at the weekend is just shocking. The councils dont provide enough bins for people to put their rubbish in and the trash men dont work over the weekend so come Sunday night it is revolting. Like New York we have the same issues with condoms, coke cans etc.