Yesterday was a wonderful day! Sunshine. Baby Rosalie born. Time with my Mom and Dad. Serving with my sweet husband.
In celebration of the lovely day, my mom and I took Aslan for a walk at a new park. Meadows. Forest. Trails. Geese. Needless to say Aslan loved it! Well, as usual, he pooped during the walk and I, like a good dog owner, picked it up with the black doggy bag and carried it around during our walk since there were no trash cans around. I loaded Aslan into the car, and placed the bag carefully on the floor, itching to throw it away as soon as we got to our lunch spot.
My mom and I drove over to Starbucks to grab a quick coffee and sandwich. I quickly grabbed the black bag, anxious to dump it in one of the outside trashcans. To my dismay, there were no outside trashcans to be found! A spirit of panic overcame me, and I brought it into the store.
(I know. Wrong move.)
I walked in, politely smiled at the baristas at the bar, and then in a moment of haste, I chucked the bag into the trashcan. You know– the one in the middle of the “serve yourself” bar—among the sugars, milk and straws. Yes. I threw the bag full of poop into the inside garbage can where people gather around to fix up their precious, expensive, delicious drinks.
At the moment, I thought that it was questionable, but perhaps understandable. I told myself they’d take out the trash quickly. “I’m sure of it.” Right Alyssa.
Walking over to get in line with my mom, she asked nonchalantly, “Did you find a trashcan outside?”
Looking at the menu of drinks, I half-heartedly said, “Oh, there weren’t any. I just threw it away in the inside trashcan.”
I looked at my mom. She was frozen. Her eyes were huge. Her hand was covering her mouth in complete shock.
Then it hit me.
What have I done!?
I talked quickly. “Oh no. That was bad huh?! What do I do?”
“You should go retrieve it out. Yes, we need to get it out of there and put it back in your car.”
“Okay, I’ll go over and check on it. If it’s up at the top, we’ll take it out and put it in the car. If not, then…”
I watched my mom quietly walk over, glance in and then shake her head at me.
No. It was too far-gone, already buried.
We tried to throw every piece of trash we could in there so it’d quickly fill up and they’d be forced to take it outside.
I’m still in shock. I was desperate. I wasn’t thinking.
And now I am so embarrassed to say, I am one of those customers.
My apologies to any customers who got a whiff of that heinous poop. My apologies to the Starbucks employee who had to drag that trash outside.
Little black bag of dookie—may you rest in peace.
Alyssa, I had a great time reading your blog. I work at a fast food and I have had to throw our trash out due to customers that throw the black baggies in our inside trash. So dont worry because your not the only one. haha. This really made me laugh. Glad you shared this embarrassing story with us.
That’s great! I did the same thing at Taco Bell, and I felt so bad I went back in and told them what I did and offered to take the trash out for them! The lady just laughed and said one of the guys can do it, but thank you for warning them of the smell 🙂
Oh Marissa. You are a girl full of integrity! I should have done that!
HAHAHAH oh my i cracked up at the end! “Little black bag of dookie—may you rest in peace.” So funny thank for having such and amazing blog!
What a day huh?
Ha!! Hilarious post. We’ve all done things of that nature I’m sure. Thanks for letting us laugh along with you 🙂
LOL hahahaha good laugh! i would of complained & asked them if they could take their trash out because it smells horrible.. meanwhile knowing it was because of me.. i don’t know if I could of kept a straight face. lol
haha! Oh man! That’s a great idea!
LOL!!! You’re so humble! I would never have admitted I did that in a MILLION years, let alone talk about it in my blog. You’re truly courageous Alyssa Bethke.
I laughed and laughed (inside because I’m at work) at the ending. LOL
I was in the middle of crying over the stresses of life, and this post totally made me laugh when laughter was difficult. So, Thank you for that!
Lol! Alyssa you seem to be a lot of fun! Always doing something crazy!
HAHAHAHA!!! Aslan’s poop and your panic stories are my favorite!!!
haha! I still am dying to post the other story…but I don’t know if Jeff is up for that to be public!
well now you HAVE to tell it 🙂