Every Litter Bit Hurts

I went out to dinner with some friends last night (Cafe Artemis - great Mediterranean cuisine). While we were relaxing after dinner on their patio, one of the other customers lit up a cigarette. Ugh, please. Did you need to do that? Ok, I guess you did - you have no self control.

Fine. Can't you go elsewhere to smoke? No? Ok, then, did you have to put the cigarette out on the ground, and leave it there? That's not only nasty, but it's also littering. You figured you could do it just because someone else would clean up after you? Nice attitude. Or did you think no one saw (someone did).

In striking contrast, a woman was sitting next to me at the airport last night slurping down a Lapperts ice cream cone (it's not clear to me how one can slurp down an ice cream cone, but she did). A large chunk of her cone broke off and landed on the floor. Did she leave it there? No, she didn't. She picked it up and threw it out (apparently the five second rule does not apply to airport floors).