People amaze me sometimes.  I often wish I could read minds just to know why they do the things they do.

I have neighbors, as do most of us.  Mine have a small dog.  He's adorable in the extreme.  The chick lives with her boyfriend.  I can sometimes hear him yelling.  He doesn't sound like a nice person.  She seems like a nice person... but I don't know her, so...

They sometimes leave their trash sitting in front of their door.  I do it too, but only when I'm going to be taking it out in the next 30 mins or so.  They leave it out there for days on end.

So they'd had a bag of trash out there over the weekend and monday night when I got home from the movies it was gone.  I went outside the next morning to pull a shirt out of the dryer and guess what was on my porch?  Their bag of trash.

...

what the hell is up with that?  seriously.  what do you have to be thinking to drop your trash on someone else's porch?

i was nice.  i didn't wake them up at 6 am to ask if they'd lost something.  i just put it back down in front of their door and thanked god that i wasn't going to be dealing with it much longer.

but still... really.  what the hell?