Friday, January 18, 2002

This is such a metaphor for my week it's not even funny. Yesterday morning, I was running down the sidewalk dragging the garbage can with recycling, chasing after the garbage truck and shouting for them to wait. The guy hanging on the back of the truck saw me and yelled to the driver, but the driver wouldn't stop and kept on going. Finally, the truck backed all the way down my street to where I was standing, looking oh-so-lame, clutching the side of the can. The guy on the back of the truck tosses my garbage and doesn't acknowledge my thanks or the big smile I give him. I drag the empty can back up the driveway.

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