Thursday, June 11, 2009
this is your friendly neighborhood "greenie" blogging to tell you...
THAT YOU SHOULDN'T DRIVE YOUR CAR TO THE MAILBOX THAT IS A HUNDRED AND FIFTY FEET FROM YOUR FRONT DOOR. maybe less.
:::ahem:::
This morning I woke up, got ready and carried my coffee, OJ, purse, backpack and lunch downstairs. I put them in the car and proceeded to go collect the mail--Matt was really good about it for a while, but that's just when he was waiting for the gov't to send him his refund. It's here now, and I'm the one waiting for checks, so I guess that's how it works. But I digress.
As I walked there I saw a red car in the open garage two doors down from the mailboxes. They are a 45 second walk from my house, and she lives in the set of houses next to them. I live two further than that.
I heard her car start, saw her back up and saw her PULL INTO THE SPACES in front of the mailboxes (into a handicap spot, by the by) leave her car running and get her mail. she stood there and leafed through it while her car ran. then got in and left.
I assume she was going to work or something. And if the mailboxes were where the trash compactor is, I wouldn't be having a hissy. Those things are a good 5 minute walk away, and sometimes you don't have 10 more minutes on work days. But there is her house, another house, another house and the mailboxes. I am probably doubling the distance--it's probably more like 75 feet from her front door. It takes me longer to walk to the bathroom at work than it would have taken her to walk to the mailbox.
oh, and? I've seen her do it before.
peeeeeeeeeople. stop being so damn selfish. you're ruining the earth for the rest of us.
::this has been a public service announcement, you will now be returned to your regularly scheduled programming::
:::ahem:::
This morning I woke up, got ready and carried my coffee, OJ, purse, backpack and lunch downstairs. I put them in the car and proceeded to go collect the mail--Matt was really good about it for a while, but that's just when he was waiting for the gov't to send him his refund. It's here now, and I'm the one waiting for checks, so I guess that's how it works. But I digress.
As I walked there I saw a red car in the open garage two doors down from the mailboxes. They are a 45 second walk from my house, and she lives in the set of houses next to them. I live two further than that.
I heard her car start, saw her back up and saw her PULL INTO THE SPACES in front of the mailboxes (into a handicap spot, by the by) leave her car running and get her mail. she stood there and leafed through it while her car ran. then got in and left.
I assume she was going to work or something. And if the mailboxes were where the trash compactor is, I wouldn't be having a hissy. Those things are a good 5 minute walk away, and sometimes you don't have 10 more minutes on work days. But there is her house, another house, another house and the mailboxes. I am probably doubling the distance--it's probably more like 75 feet from her front door. It takes me longer to walk to the bathroom at work than it would have taken her to walk to the mailbox.
oh, and? I've seen her do it before.
peeeeeeeeeople. stop being so damn selfish. you're ruining the earth for the rest of us.
::this has been a public service announcement, you will now be returned to your regularly scheduled programming::
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1 comments:
Wow. Confession: I think I know some other people who would do that. Grrr. Oh, and I found your blog! ;)
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