Tomorrow is Trash Day . Trash Day is one of those taken- for-granted , easily underestimated holidays , partly since it comes around every week . Even Hallmark seems not to have any cards for Trash Day . Oh , well . Trash Day is an important day . Without Trash Day , where would we be ? But , this isn’t a post about Trash Day . Maybe I’ll write one some day .
This is a post , reflecting an older post of mine , about those people who insist on parking in front of my house , or in front of any similar-minded person’s house , right in the middle and , thereby , taking up both spaces . If I need to park my car in front of the house , therefore , I couldn’t , even though there’s plenty of room , otherwise , for two vehicles .
I know . I know . It’s not such a big deal to most people . Life presents bigger challenges , worse problems . The government is spying on it’s citizens like a crazed paranoid madman stalker , after all , and then calmly explaining how that invasion of privacy carried out secretly is o.k. And the majority of the citizenry sit back and say , well, yeah , that’s o.k. The administration has to assure Russia , meanwhile , that , should that guy Snowden be returned to America , we promise not to torture him . In modern ‘The War On Terror’ America , the America of Guantanamo , we have to promise not to torture him . Like any reasonable person would believe the government at this point anyway ! And then there’re the school shootings , and the tornado devastation , and the hurricanes , and the chemicals in our drinking water , and Congressmen flashing their shortcomings ( remember the Academy awards streaker and David Niven’s comment ?) all over the internet .
So , you may be wondering , why am I so upset with someone parking in the middle in front of my house . I don’t usually park there , anyway . The street’s not my property , anyway . So . So get over it . So , chill ! Boo hoo . Cry baby !
I couldn’t put all three of my trash cans out together today in preparation for Trash Day . I put two behind this space hog and had to put the other one in front of him/her . I was nice , nevertheless . I didn’t put the barrels right up against the middle -of-the-curb parker’s bumpers , front and back . That would have been a clear message , though , an expression of frustration with the inconsiderate parker . The curb hog !
A few days ago a friend of Ada’s drove up in a tiny little car . Where did she park ? Where do you think ? Right .
I held my tongue . I’m turning over a new leaf . I’m transcending my pique . I’m trying to get a new prospective , to develop a new paradigm . I’m trying to open my mind up to new ideas , to break the barriers that might be holding me back from appreciation of the world . I’m trying to be inclusive , more tolerant . I’m trying .
As long as I don’t want to park on the street I’m o.k. with it . I don’t need the space , at any rate , do I ? Who cares where anyone wants to park , then ! As long as I don’t have to park on the street I’m fine , curb hog or no curb hog .
But Trash Day is tomorrow , for god sake . Pick one side or the other , curb hog .