litter lady

ok so i bought a new bike the other day... not really a new one but a new one to me. it's probably 15 years old... the woman i bought it from had had it for 12 years and treated it quite well... the pic gives a good idea of what it looks like...

anyway, we pimped it out a bit (the bike cost $50 and i put an extra $63 in toe clips, grips and handles as well as a lock) and then took it out for a ride today to break it in. after checking the maps out we decided to head out for mooney's bay for a day at the beach. once we arrived i got a bit antsy and wanted something to read so ventured out on foot to see what i could find in the way of a newspaper vendor. after a couple blocks i found a mini-mall and freshmart where i picked up a globe. anyway, on the way out of the parking lot i heard a car nearby idling... not a huge deal but annoying, especially as today was far from the stifling level of hot that's it's been lately in the capital. so i look over to see the car where the noise is coming from and see an older woman piloting a stocky blue chevy (or such). she's got the window rolled down about two inches and looks like she's set to go so i don't really think much of it. then, just as i notice that she's got a handicapped sticker on her car her hand sticks out the open window and drops the plastic wrap from a pack of cigarettes.

um, hello?

so i had many options in that split second and didn't really know what to do. i wanted to say/do something - call her out, throw the plastic through the window, something along those lines. but, i didn't. what i did do was walk up to the car, stop, pick up the plastic and walk off hitting the back bumper of her car with the folded newspaper as i left. she looked a little startled as i approached and i assume that she was a tad bewildered when i stopped beside the car but i didn't bother looking over at her.

as i walked back to the beach i thought of all the things i wish i had said at the time. the one that kept creeping back into my head was something along the lines of 'hey - skinbag - it's bad enough that you smoke and pollute my air but you don't have to litter and compute the problem. i'm glad smoking shortens lives and here's hoping that it does away with you before you can do more damage to the planet.'

too harsh? not harsh enough?

i thought of that guy on youtube that stuffed the ashtray remnants on the lap of the motorist in montreal who had dumped them on the ground. while it turns out the incident was faked it got me wishing i had had a camera with me.