Friday, April 16, 2010

litterbug

Today I was sitting outside eating my lunch, drinking my Dr. Pepper (a category unto itself), and reading by the fountains outside the MU like I always do. Just a typical day...or so I thought.

When I finished drinking my 32 ounces of Dr. Pepper (hey...he is a doctor, for crying out loud!), I threw my cup into the grass. Now hold on...please stop judging me. I was not throwing it into the grass to litter. I am not a litterbug. I threw it on the ground simply because sometimes it's windy outside, and the wind has a tendency to want to blow my trash into the fountain. And that, my friends, would be littering by default. So I threw it on the ground so I could pick it up when I was done reading and throw it away.

When I was done reading I put my headphones in and picked some awesome music to listen to on the walk to work. Then I...yep, you guessed it...reached down to pick up the cup so I could throw it away...only to find a swarm of ants crawling around inside of it. My brain went into overdrive. This had never happened before! Before I even knew what I was doing, I threw my hands into the air and sent the cup [and my headphones and my ipod] flying. It took me a second to figure out what had happened. I looked down at the cup, headphones, and ipod lying in the grass and began to laugh. Finally I picked up my ipod, lest any ants should try to infiltrate it as well, and stared longingly at the cup. I wanted to throw it away, I really did. But in the end, I just couldn't get myself to pick up the millions of insects crawling around inside it. So I just left it there.

I know.

I am a litterbug.


I can only pray that Mother Nature [and the poor groundskeeper who has to pick up the cup] will forgive me.

Walking to work, I kept picturing myself throwing my hands into the air and sending projectiles flying. This resulted in my laughing a good deal during my walk. Which made me laugh even harder, because I kept getting really weird stares for laughing so spontaneously...by myself.

Oh, self. What am I going to do with you?

4 comments:

Jana said...

You are funny. Do you think you could demonstrate the whole "throwing hands up in the air and dropping everything" routine for me?

Cait said...

Two things:

1) I wish I was there with you constantly. You could be the litterer and I would be the ant infested cup picker upper. We'd make a great pair.

2)Tonight someone commented on how weird it is when someone's phone goes off (on vibrate) when you're sitting next to them on the couch. It made me think of that time we were sharing that chair and your phone went off and we couldn't stop laughing for thirty minutes and your poor parents were trying to start family prayer. Ah, it made me miss you terribly.

3) (bonus statement) yay for two blogs in two days! I'm so lucky!

katielizabethawkes said...

Throwing hands in the hair....makes me think of chasing that stranger's car down at Pizza Mart. HEY GUYS...HEY...oh...

And don't worry, the groundskeeper has a pokey stick-stabber thing for picking up trash. He can brave those ants with ease.

Rebecca Elizabeth said...

You are too cute!! Don't feel bad, I know I would've done the same thing. So we can be litterbugs together...at least, only when the litter is infested by lots of creepy crawlies! And I just realized I haven't said anything about your new car...I *love* it!!!