"it's all about your attitude"
today i had a song composed in my honor. it went like this "garbage lady, ooh, garbage lady, where you taking that trash to? garbage lady, ooh, garbage lady..."
i chuckle, and continue on my merry way.
approach garbage can, lift lid, begin swinging up first bag, and stand in shock as unknown liquid spills down my arm. cringe.
on the walk of shame back to my apartment, i pass mister sinatra once more, serenading picnic-goers with a different melody. upon seeing me, he commences the garbage-lady song once more.
smile and wave, smelly cat, just smile and wave.