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I am normally a fairly tollerant chap but some things do flip me to the point the red mist descends ........ :twisted:
Last night I had met Mrs LMTTM after work in town and we were walking back home together.
I noticed, as we walked back, a lad sitting on his bmx unwrapping something from HMV. As we walked passed he dropped the packaging on the floor. I kept my eye on him as we walked passed and he was about to ride off.
Folk dropping litter is unforgivable to me. In this instance there was a bin less than 25m away and he was on a bike FFS :twisted:
So I decided to say something.
Anyone who has met me knows that I am no thug, giant softy is more accurate. But at 6' 3'' about 16 stone and in this instance wearing a cap and hooded jacket I may have looked a little menacing.
I asked the lad if he would pick up the rubbish and he said firmly "NO".
I saw red.
A few moments of conversation about why he had dropped it left me speechless ....
"whats the problem" ..... "its only litter" ..... "why do you care"
I tried again to appeal to him but to no avail.
So I put down the stuff I was carrying, walked over to him, picked up the litter and handed it to him.
"what do you want me to do with it?"
I had thought this had been clear all along.
"put it in the ******* bin!"
At this point it was obviously clear from my face I was not best pleased.
Anyhoo he solemnly walked the 25m to the bin and popped it in.
Result.
Told him he was a "good boy"
and sent him on his way.
Felt good about it but felt equally angered by some peoples disrespect.
Hmm.
Rant over.
Calm
Last night I had met Mrs LMTTM after work in town and we were walking back home together.
I noticed, as we walked back, a lad sitting on his bmx unwrapping something from HMV. As we walked passed he dropped the packaging on the floor. I kept my eye on him as we walked passed and he was about to ride off.
Folk dropping litter is unforgivable to me. In this instance there was a bin less than 25m away and he was on a bike FFS :twisted:
So I decided to say something.
Anyone who has met me knows that I am no thug, giant softy is more accurate. But at 6' 3'' about 16 stone and in this instance wearing a cap and hooded jacket I may have looked a little menacing.
I asked the lad if he would pick up the rubbish and he said firmly "NO".
I saw red.
A few moments of conversation about why he had dropped it left me speechless ....
"whats the problem" ..... "its only litter" ..... "why do you care"
I tried again to appeal to him but to no avail.
So I put down the stuff I was carrying, walked over to him, picked up the litter and handed it to him.
"what do you want me to do with it?"
I had thought this had been clear all along.
"put it in the ******* bin!"
At this point it was obviously clear from my face I was not best pleased.
Anyhoo he solemnly walked the 25m to the bin and popped it in.
Result.
Told him he was a "good boy"

Felt good about it but felt equally angered by some peoples disrespect.
Hmm.
Rant over.
Calm