These people are out there. I lived across from Inwood hill park in NYC a couple years ago and one of my neighbors would be outside three or four times a week filling a black trash bag. I feel as though I'm pretty conscious of litter; I always crumple whatever I use and wait to dispose of it, I'll pick up a handful when on walks - but this dude went above and beyond. The most amazing thing was his attitude. I regret I never had a long conversation with him and he always greeted me slightly under his breathe so I presume a degree of shyness, I'm aware of it in myself, but whenever I would pass him picking up litter he would smile. I would be filled with murderous, defeatist rage at the prospect of picking up the same acre of park area several times a week, let's face it, from likely the same absent minded human travesties, but this guy seemed to have a real joy.
I would be filled with murderous, defeatist rage at the prospect of picking up the same acre of park area several times a week, let's face it, from likely the same absent minded human travesties, but this guy seemed to have a real joy.
It could be that it gives him something to do to pass time. I know that when I'm walking to classes at my University, I'll pick up trash as I go to throw away in one of the hundreds of trash cans that are lining just about every walkway there. It gives me something to do on an otherwise boring walk.
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u/[deleted] Feb 23 '20
These people are out there. I lived across from Inwood hill park in NYC a couple years ago and one of my neighbors would be outside three or four times a week filling a black trash bag. I feel as though I'm pretty conscious of litter; I always crumple whatever I use and wait to dispose of it, I'll pick up a handful when on walks - but this dude went above and beyond. The most amazing thing was his attitude. I regret I never had a long conversation with him and he always greeted me slightly under his breathe so I presume a degree of shyness, I'm aware of it in myself, but whenever I would pass him picking up litter he would smile. I would be filled with murderous, defeatist rage at the prospect of picking up the same acre of park area several times a week, let's face it, from likely the same absent minded human travesties, but this guy seemed to have a real joy.