I’m going to rant for a moment but the point is that I would really enjoy hearing your opinions on this pet peeve of mine. We have recently moved into income restricted housing in a very busy part of town. We’re extremely close to a multitude of theme parks so there is also a good bit of tourist traffic. I’m still transitioning. At times I Love the city and at others I feel claustrophobic, the people are just much too close for my liking. But there is nothing to be done about it right now so I am trying to ignore all the people.
One thing that bothers me, that has always bothered me no matter where I lived, is people deliberately leaving trash on the ground.
It bothers me to no extent.
I feel terrible when I go outside and see the maintenance people wearing blue gloves, the midday heat rolling across their hunched backs as they diligently pick up scattered trash around the compactor. I always want to help but I’m usually running to my car or the mail box and have the kids inside and can’t leave them for that long. So I do what I can which is be mindful of my own trash. Set the example to others when I put my garbage in the bins or pick up something I dropped on the sidewalk.
I don’t understand why people think it is okay to litter. And this is outside their own homes. I can’t imagine that it feels pleasant to see others clean your mess when you leave your trash for someone else to clean up. To walk over random bottles, papers and fast food bags as you try and get in your car.
I know it doesn’t feel pleasant to deal with someone else’s garbage.
This is such a common occurrence that when we moved in the maintenance man instructed us on how to throw away larger boxes and things by going through the back gate and opening a much larger door behind it. I remembered the lesson and the other day was throwing out a moving box I couldn’t salvage (all our empty moving boxes are in storage for when we have to move again), I opened the creaking metal door, holding my breath from the smell and chucked it in. I left the dumpster the way I found it, with doors closed. On my way to the mailbox I smiled and waved at the maintenance man who was on a phone call outside the pool. He stopped his phone call to thank me.
Let me say that again, He stopped his phone call mid sentence to say “thank you for putting your trash where it belongs. We tell everyone that moves in but no one does it.” I didn’t know what to say so I just say you’re welcome and went on my way.
Being a steward starts at home, folks. We need to be mindful of our surroundings. We need to be thoughtful of the garbage we accumulate day to day and see it properly disposed. Before we can look at saving the ocean or the mountains or the rivers and lakes we need to do all we can not to create the mess in the first place.
Because once each and every one of us takes responsibility for our garbage, the lakes and rivers and mountains and oceans and everything else will be alright. Start local, start with your house. Make yourself an example to others.