Poor, poor garbage man.

Today I was studying near our glass front door, which I had securely locked so I could see and be seen but no one could come in. :D lol
So. Anyway (I almost keep typing 'anyways,' which isn't a word. ANYWAY). There I was, doing my maths like a good child, when SUDDENLY a wild garbage man appears! (Sorry. Meme reference.) And he had the driver dude in front slow down a bit so he could 'swoop' (seriously best word for it) down and quickly grab the single trash bag my neighbor had put out. Well, after he'd grabbed the bag and was about to toss it into his huge garbage truck end thingy we locked eyes for a second (totally unintentional on my part...it's just that those guys are so awesome to me. :D) and he lost his grip on the bag for a second. This resulted in a single beer bottle falling out of the top of the bag, which hit the ground and shattered. After this the garbage dude had to stop the truck, get out his little broom and dust pan (not even joking! and this is a lot of parentheses today) and sweep up the lil shattered mess. :D I felt kind of bad.
So yeah.
Maybe that cheered you up. Maybe you're the dude I saw today and you'll hate me and black mail me (somehow) and I shall die a bitter death knowing I publicly, willingly exposed this to the WORLD, but I have to go write my story now so bye.
-Mary