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Friday, June 30

The Mystery of the Chicken Bones

I was walking through the parking lot at work a few days ago when I stepped on a chicken bone. I was only slightly surprised because this was not the first occurrence. Here's my thoughts:

  1. why would anyone eat chicken in 90 degree weather
  2. who's walking through the parking lot of a limited access building while eating chicken? . . . and
  3. why did said person throw the bones on the ground?

I can understand throwing away an apple core or a banana peel, since they're biodegradable and will be mushed into nothing after being run over a few times by a car, but throwing chicken bones on the ground is just plain crazy.

I can't just walk around and eat chicken. Chicken is a high maintenance food. it requires lots of napkins and sometimes a knife and fork. These things are not portable. I'll agree that someone could've been eating chicken in their car and thrown the bones out the window. However, this is not likely as the bones were near the middle of the driving "fairway".

If a person ate chicken in their car, it would make no sense to dispose of the bones in the parking lot and leave all the other utensils in the car because their car would continue to smell like chicken anyway. Suppose they decided to dispose of the other items and drop the bones on the ground. Mighty strange.

I chalk this right up there with people who spit gum out in the parking lot. If you don't want your gum, put it in the trash can*. You know what that thing is. Use it. You weren't raised in a barn. If you were, that's unfortunate, make new friends who are willing to teach you basic hygiene and cleanliness. I once stepped in gum in a mall parking lot. It was a very unfortunate experience because I was wearing flip-flops and blue jeans (my jeans are too long because it's hard to find jeans at 5'1"). The gum, warm and gooey from a summer day, caught on my pant leg, hooked under my foot and basically ended up on my shoe, foot, ankle, and pants. Not happy.

The moral is 'if you are masticating something that is not easily biodegradable, place it in a trash can or you might find yourself bleeding in the trunk of a car'

*It's the receptacle that holds waste materials until Government workers arrive one day a week to pick said matter up off your curb from the varied-colored bags you have placed them in.

1 Comments:

At 6:44 AM, Blogger Budd said...

It was me. I was being lead through the parking lot by my stepfather and I didn't want to get lost, so I left a trail of chicken bones.

 

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