Dear 55-65 year old man on 97 in Silver Spring,
After my last MD appointment I was headed north on 97 through Silver Spring and saw you walking around a corner toward the bus stop. As I watched you approach the stop I thought, there is a man who will never retire. You sort of reminded me of my Uncle Marty. Anyway, I noticed you had a badge around your neck and a briefcase / man purse at your left. I was stopped at a red light and was enjoying the scenery when I saw you pass the bus stop and go to the trash can. You obviously know what you did next! Just in case however, you routinely search garbage cans and cannot remember what you did on this particular day I shall enlighten you. You, a well dressed semi casual business man leaned over into the garbage and pulled out a cup of coffee. Then I witnessed you sniff the lid, pull it off, and then drink the contents of the cup! Sir, you really grossed me out.
Since the incident I haven't been able to shake the image. Please no more garbage coffee. Man, you just nasty.
Me; the one who almost had to jump out of her car and throw-up into that same garbage can.