The Grill and My Garbage Can
As many of you know (those who go to Point, at least) The Grill is a popular place to score a drunken meal when late at night. 10:00? You're hungry? Go to The Grill and get yourself a burger and fries. This great convenience, however, has led me to create a new rule that applies to my room. The rule is as follows: If a guest in my room bring a "to go" box of food from The Grill into my room, they leave with that box and any contents that might have at one time been inside that box. More than once, I have been rudely awakened to the horrid stench of rotting fries and ketchup/ranch/barbeque/mustard/any other God damn condiment in the "safety can" I keep next to my bed if I need to puke. So, the need for the rule is apparent, now let's discuss implementation.
Very simply put, nobody is throwing that shit away in my room, in my garbage cans, unless it's me (because then I can only blame myself). I will seriously watch for this shit, and if it happens, I'll kick you the fuck out. Don't test me, you know I'll do it. If you need to throw that trash away, ask me for my safe-lock. I'll gladly provide you with it, you can walk down to the kitchen, open the door, and throw away your food trash there. Nobody should have to get woken up (yes, fucking woken up) because the trash smells that bad. I can handle skanky beer smell from my garbage can, but I'm not putting up with skanky food. Peace.
~Adam
P.S. Cole and Berly, this isn't purely because of you guys, it's been a long time coming. I just finally snapped.
Very simply put, nobody is throwing that shit away in my room, in my garbage cans, unless it's me (because then I can only blame myself). I will seriously watch for this shit, and if it happens, I'll kick you the fuck out. Don't test me, you know I'll do it. If you need to throw that trash away, ask me for my safe-lock. I'll gladly provide you with it, you can walk down to the kitchen, open the door, and throw away your food trash there. Nobody should have to get woken up (yes, fucking woken up) because the trash smells that bad. I can handle skanky beer smell from my garbage can, but I'm not putting up with skanky food. Peace.
~Adam
P.S. Cole and Berly, this isn't purely because of you guys, it's been a long time coming. I just finally snapped.