I don’t know what makes it so appealing to them, but the little girls that live next door love to play in other peoples’ trash and recycling. I think they like to pretend they’re barricades or bases. Anyway, I came home and saw that someone had thrown something large into the giant pile of junk that other neighbors had already left in our corner. When they threw it in, our own bag of recycled goods had busted open.and left cans and bottles all over the middle of the street.
I fucking had to pick up that shit all over again. At first I thought it was the new neighbors that just moved in to the other side of our duplex. They were the ones who had left the other stuff in our corner instead of their own to begin with. But then one of the little girls next door comes over without a word and begins helping me pick up the recycled goods with this apologetic look on her face. Agh… I can’t stay mad at kids. Still, the situation pissed me off. It was just one other thing that I would rather not have to worry about on top of so many others right now.
This has been a rant.