I dropped the newspaper in the blue recycling bin instead of the green trashcan because it’s the right thing to do.
I picked it up off the rack because I saw a cute girl in the coffee shop with one and wanted to have something to break the ice. After her boyfriend sat down with her though the only thing I wanted to do with it was crunch it in my hand and throw it on the ground. Not wanting to make a scene, I decided to open it. Why the hell not?
I didn’t have much else to lose. On the inside I found mostly words and a couple pictures, the pictures of course I looked at first. One was of a man shaking hands with a woman with a pearly smile and a plastic nose.
Further down the page was an advertisement for one of those colleges you see on TV. The picture was of a group of kids sitting in the grass all smiling the same kind of smile as the woman above. The Caucasian girl was beaming across at the African American guy who was sneering at the Asian girl who was looking kind of pathetically toward the Indian guy leaning comfortably on the shoulder of the second Caucasian guy with a sort of a Hispanic tinge. Nothing strange here I guess, just a motley bunch of college kids hanging out with their ethnically appropriate friends.
Having little luck with the pictures I decided to try my luck with some of the print.
“Sue your doctor the easy way,” was streaked across the next page, and “Gorge yourself into good health,” on the next.
With an audible yawn and drooping eyelids, I reached the farthest reaches of the page. There in the corner was stamped in bold font “Please recycle – It’s the right thing to do.”