trash talkin'

We have a maintenance guy who removes our trash from our offices at 10 am and 1 pm every day. It makes me feel really awkward. Everyone eats lunch in their offices here, so he sees what I eat every day. Every wrapper, fork, coffee cup, he knows what is digesting inside me. I wonder if he judges what I ate, as in "mmm girl didn't need that pizza and candy bar." It helps deter me from mindlessly chewing all day, knowing that my maintenance guy is the ultimate diet judge.

Also, I thought we were recycling here. There are big blue bins, and I always make a point to walk to the bin to toss in my paper. Friday I caught the maintenance guy throwing all the paper in the blue bin into the garbage can he uses to throw away my food wrappers. Why the front? If we aren't recycling, get rid of those bins!

Trash, occupying my Monday morning thoughts since 2006.