When coming out of the museum earlier today, I found this in my basket:
Ugh... Something that I don't ever eat myself... Still half full...
Is it that hard to walk a few fucking feet and drop this junk in a garbage bin? And, no, I can already hear you thoughts, my basket my not be hot but it does not look like a garbage bin!
The worst is yesterday, the same thing happened! I stepped out of the bike for a second for some errand, and someone had left a disgustingly greasy discarded subway wrap. Ugh!
What is up with people these days... It had never ever happened before. I have had this basket for a few months now.
Anyways...
