When the Prohibition Board Gets Angry

GARISBUMI.com – The board has been up for a long time. The paint is peeling. The pole is rusty. Some of the writing is covered by vine leaves.

If you pay attention, the message is still predictable: DO NOT DUCT TRASH HERE.

Underneath, the rubbish continues to increase.

Perhaps the board is the most patient thing on the side of the road. Every day he conveys the same prohibition, every day he receives messages that are prohibited.

The shipment arrived with the morning rush. Some people bring trash bags from home and go to work. Some people want to buy vegetables. Stop for a moment, turn your head, then throw. Home matters are finished before office matters begin.

Clean house. Roadside gets additional work.

I imagine, before leaving, the bag was tied neatly enough so that its contents would not be scattered in the vehicle. But once it arrives at a dump of one's choice, the fate of its contents is left up to anyone. For rain, wind, road users, or officers who will come to clean up. The important thing is that you are far from home.

There were also those who threw rubbish from behind the car window. The glass is lowered slightly, the hand comes out for a moment, the food wrappers change places. After that the glass is closed again. The journey continues in a comfortable cabin.