Oh my gosh, let’s talk about this week.  Starting from last Sunday, I worked

• Sunday
• Monday
• Tuesday
• Wednesday
• Thursday
• Friday
• Saturday

With the exception of Sunday and Monday, I worked at least 13 hours each day.  To say that I’m physically exhausted and emotionally drained is an understatement.  I don’t think I’ve ever put so much effort into so small a period of time.

Basically, all my traditional duties were out the window for the week and I was full time video editing, graphic designing, office managing, and couriering.

Often times, I was doing all four of these things simultaneously.  While something was rendering, I was carrying food around.  While waiting for images to get approval, I was hauling garbage.

Of all the stories from this week, let’s for now talk about garbage.  I was running food/removing garbage at a buffet area from an event on Thursday.  Every time I emptied a garbage can, I’d instantly put a new bag in the can.  Once the bag goes in, I’d tie it around the edges so it doesn’t fall into the can.

So I’m bent over the can tying the bag, my face is more or less an inch from the rim.

Some lady tosses out her garbage right in front of my face.

Like, her old food and stuff is throw millimeters from my nose.

This is by far the rudest thing I can think of that has ever happened to me, even counting everything that went down when I used to work retail.

I turned to look at the lady, who smiled, said “thanks,” and walked away, apparently oblivious to how lame of a thing that was to do to someone.

I mean, I never even knew that throwing out your food in front of someone’s face is something that could even be done, much less think that someone could actually do it.

What the heck is wrong with that lady?

Seriously?

Like, can you wait five seconds for my face to not be in the garbage before tossing out your trash?

A human being is currently there.