I made a great discovery while out on
my long, meandering run Saturday—
I found out you can see over 100
discarded beer bottles and cans lying around the streets while
spending an hour and a half running through Marquette.
Yes, I know I should’ve saved that
for a “Weird Fact”, but I just thought I’d share it now. And I
can’t say I’m surprised by the discovery; since I line in and
frequent an area of Marquette that has its fair share of, shall we
say, people of the partying age, I’ve heard quite a few gatherings
where, I’m innocently guessing, beer was consumed. In fact,
there’s one house, just down the street from mine, where Saturday I
noticed almost two dozen cans just tossed out on the front yard or
into the street. And seeing as how it’s also a house from where
quite a racket emanated Friday night, I’m gonna guess the two are
somehow connected.
Call it a hunch.
That brings to mind two things—the
first, which I don’t wanna admit, is that I once again may have
started upon the slippery slope toward cranky old man-dom. Pretty
soon, I’ll be standing at a window, staring and muttering under my
breath, “Those kids and their loud noise. Someone should do
something about that”!
In other words, I’ll be like my dad.
(Sorry, Dad. I couldn’t resist!!)
The second is this—when I was in
college (back in the 1800’s) the people with whom I lived, when
they had a party, returned the empties, so they could buy more beer
to have another party. They just didn’t toss the empties out in
the street, to let anyone walk away with the fruits of their
drinking. I mean, shouldn’t you get more out of a party than a
hangover and an ongoing relationship with the police? Sure, it’s
only a couple of dozen cans, but that’s still almost two and a half
bucks. You can buy part of a pizza or three pages of a textbook with
that.
Kids these days, I tell ya.
Anyway, like I said, if you ever need
any extra cash, I know where you can (literally) pick it up, if you
want. Use that knowledge however you wish
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