Hey guys! Happy Wednesday! Its a beautiful one here. It's so nice to wake up to the sun shining in the windows and to bask in it on the way to work. Its lovely. I've recently been stopping for iced coffee to sip on my ride. Definitely sets the right mood for the day!
Breakfast this morning was more Cheribundi oats with half a nanner added this time. Yum.
Lunch was a bit of a departure from the norm - a yogurt mess with plain greek, nanner, and golean crunch. Hit the spot!
And snack was delicious as well - a lemon zest luna bar. I just recently noticed a love of lemon bars. This is a good one.
This evening, I have my first Project Management class after school, so I'll be munching on a sandwich beforehand - just a bagel thin with chik'n cutlet, spinach, guac, and honey mustard with some carrot sticks on the side.
So, now on to my Goldilocks-esque title. Last night my friend Melissa and I enjoyed a great walk around the lake in town. It ended up being such a nice night despite the early evening storms! So, we were about halfway around the lake when a girl (also walking with her friend, but in the opposite direction, facing us) threw her iced coffee cup (which was itself inside a styrofome cup) down on the side of the path and into a puddle. She laughed and just continued walking with her friend.
Now, this really ticked me off. I can't even stand to see gum or cigarette butts being thrown on the ground let alone a huge styrofome plastic piece of trash. Ugh. I immediately decided that I had to say something or else I would really regret staying mum about it. I didn't know what to say until she was right upon us and I blurted out, "I'm going to pick up your trash." She looked at me at first indignant that I had spoken to her and then asked, "What?" to which I repeated my initial "I'm going to pick up your trash" while pointing at her floating garbage.
She immediately looked sheepish and then said something about it having "fallen" into the puddle and continuued on her way. I did pick up her trash and threw it away in the trash can not too far away.
Melissa was a little embarassed by my action and I can't say that I don't wonder myself whether it was necessary. I guess my overall goal was to make sure that the next time this person goes to just throw her trash on the ground, she thinks about it first. What do you guys think? Would you have said something or just picked up the cup quietly?