I’ve taken out more than enough garbage in my life (I worked at a gas station for six years), so I know it’s not fun when it melts and sometimes leaks, etc. But normally when I throw stuff away, there isn’t a place to dump ice. This was a parish kitchen, so there was, but I just didn’t think about it at that moment. But that guy didn’t have to publicly chastise me, either. I mean, he full-on lectured me like I had done it just to be a schmendrick.
I’ve taken out more than enough garbage in my life (I worked at a gas station for six years), so I know it’s not fun when it melts and sometimes leaks, etc. But normally when I throw stuff away, there isn’t a place to dump ice. This was a parish kitchen, so there was, but I just didn’t think about it at that moment. But that guy didn’t have to publicly chastise me, either. I mean, he full-on lectured me like I had done it just to be a schmendrick.