On Busing Other People’s Trash

dirty dishesHere’s some more let-it-go advice I have been given on this riverboat cruise. It was 6 o’clock this morning and I’d gone up on deck to get coffee from the fancy machine that dispenses, day or night, whatever kind of hot drink you want, from regular to decaf, from espresso to cappuccino and back. And I noticed right away that some other voyager had enjoyed his or her coffee already, and left the soiled cup right in the way of others who might come after.

“Now that’s rude!” I mused aloud, without half knowing that I spoke the words rather than merely thinking them.

Then I heard a light voice.  “Behind you,” its owner said, and here suddenly there was another person present, not more than 18 inches from me. I prayed  she hadn’t been the one to leave her cup.

“I’m sorry. This cup…. I just thought… I didn’t know what to do with it. I mean, it’s kind of in the way here…” I said, and ended by picking the thing up bringing it into the empty dining room to set on the bar.

“Hold up,” she said

“I’m sorry,” I said again.

“No, no, hold up, seriously. Relax! You’re not on mom duty here.”

“No?” I said.

“No,” she said.

Then I didn’t know WHAT to do: Bring the dirty cup and saucer back? Leave my own soiled cup and saucer there when I got done, by way of demonstrating a commensurate carelessness? 

She must have seen my confusion. Anyway, she put her hand on my arm. 

“Seriously,” she said. “You just need to R-E-L-A-X.” 

I saw she was right. Of course she was right~!

So I want back to our stateroom and made our bed – with David still in it, same as always. 🙂

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3 thoughts on “On Busing Other People’s Trash

  1. I swear, one of the hardest things about moving to England was (I can hardly even write this) leaving my fast food detritus on the table. And walking away. Now, as a card-carrying American mom, trash removal is autopilot. You finish your coffee, gather up the cups and bits, and shove the whole mess into the trash can. Except there is no trash can.

    When I asked, people said it was so terrorists can’t put bombs into the trash cans.

    You can always tell the Americans at Heathrow Airport. They’re the ones holding piles of trash, and looking for their gates on the Departures Board, panicked because of course those gates aren’t announced until the last minute. Presumably because the terrorists—frustrated about not being able to find trash cans in the airport—will race for the plane before any passengers can get there and fill all the teeny-tiny trash bins in the bathroom with empty Starbucks cups.

  2. Thanks, you made me laugh and brightened my morning. After four kids, it took me forever to stop double knotting my own shoes, and filling adult glasses half way. Mom duty, good one.

  3. OH man, I’d have bristled. The mere word “Relax,” is always imo insulting. And why is it ok to leave garbage? You should relax at this offense? I have a thing on litterbugs in my next column and frankly, I espy a seafaring litterbug. Zero tolerance from the Green Mountain State!!!

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