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This is Not Okay

Over the course of three days I grabbed a coffee to-go in support of a small business, went on a small walk with my daughter, went to the grocery store and captured all of these photos. This is not okay. In preventing sickness the citizens are trashing the city to prevent trashing their lungs from the virus.

My advice: You have most likely been sitting on your a$$ all day in quarantine, so take advantage of the 50-100 feet walk over to the trash can that's right by the door or just inside. Little hint, taking your gloves off once you get in your car and tossing them on the ground doesn't do much when you have already unlocked your vehicle wearing the same gloves. Not to mention the groceries that are in your car have probably been touched by 5 other people before they were in your cart.

Here's another bright idea, keep a reusable grocery bag in your car when you go out, put your gloves in that, and toss it in the city provided trash bins when you get home.

Be polite to the world around you. No one wants to see your gloves or face masks scattered across our city in the gutters and on the ground.


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