I often feel compelled to write a note to the garbage man saying, “It is my husband who likes Budwiser…and those are not my cans”
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I was just telling my husband the other night, as we rolled our cans up the hill to the end of our driveway, “the garbage men can tell a lot from everyone’s garbage.” Like they know we don’t drink, because we never have anything in our trash stranger than sparkling cider bottles, they know we have girls from all of the makeup packaging and tampon boxes that are in our trash, they know we have a netflix membership from all of the little leftover packaging from our movies when we send them back….
I don’t think they really care though. lol