Trash talk

I started this post last week, because last Monday I launched into the day in classy Monday fashion, by backing into my trashcans on the way to Mass.

Thankfully several people saw me, because no foolish move should go un-noted. It is kind of like the old philosophical thought experiment, “if a tree falls in the woods and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound?” which in this case would translate to: “if a Mary backs into her trash cans, sending them flailing into the street, and no one sees it, did it even happen?” Well, it happened all right, and my neighbors know it.

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The trashcans survived and are working through their emotional recovery after the incident. The recycling bin, (the one on the left) obviously seems the most offended by my carelessness.

And in case you were wondering…

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…Agent Doom survived as well. Not a dent on him….that wasn’t already there before. (Agent Doom has a lot of mysterious dents. We have only had him for about 2 years, and I think its safe to assume that if cars could talk, he would have a very enthralling life story to tell.)

But you can’t let one little moment of total embarrassment in front of people you are going to see again and again ruin your day. I forged onward and tried to avoid eye contact with the neighbors for the remainder of the week.

And I’m *sure* I redeemed myself when they looked out their windows on Sunday to see Mark taking pictures of me for My Sunday Best….

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I can’t imagine how this activity wouldn’t reflect well on me… “Oh look honey, the reckless driver is outside taking pictures of herself now. What is she wearing? A man’s undershirt and a skirt? Her fashion sense seems to be on par with her driving…”

But just to be clear, I have NEVER backed into anything before. This was my first time….and only time, I hope. I like to think it was Mark’s fault for putting the trashcans there. I like to think everything is Mark’s fault in some way. (Love you, Mark!)

 

 

 

 

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5 thoughts on “Trash talk

  1. ๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ’จ THANK GOODNESS Agent Doom is ok! Indestructible Doom! The light at the end of this trash can assaulting crisis is the Julie Andrews pose on the mountaintop you struck in the backyard. ๐Ÿ™Œ๐ŸผNailed it!

  2. I learned to drive on a Suburban and those things seriously are amazingly indestructible!!! But maybe they should start making them with backup cameras ๐Ÿ˜‰ After 4 years driving a minivan with one, we knew that was a non-negotiable when we got our new car!! Although as those things go, backing into trash cans is definitely preferable to backing into, say, an old lady…

  3. In Austin, we have cans of those same colors, but ours are reversed: blue is recycling, and brown is trash. We are also helped in remembering by being given a *way* bigger recycling bin (so subtle).

    Hey, men’s undershirts are pretty boss. I wouldn’t have known if you hadn’t said anything!

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