First:
I was out late and was walking back home, as I'm walking a garbage truck passes me and there was a guy standing at the edge of the truck. I did a double take thinking "That would be so cool to ride on the back of a garbage truck!" The guy thought I was doing a double take because I was interested in him. He was like "Heyyy!" And I was like "Oh.." and they continued driving to the end of the block and he waved to me and shouted something (I didn't catch it) and what do I do? Wave back.
I just accidentally hit on a garbage man. Every day my life gets a little sadder.
Second:
I was walking in Union Square with a friend and while he and I were talking I see this bit-o-honey candy wrapper flying in the air. It landed square in my cleavage. This did not go unnoticed by my friend.
I don't know which is worse - having a piece of NYC trash in my bra or him having to see me fish it out.
Also, who the freak eats bit-o-honey?
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