I really am such a Good boy
About a month or so ago, a young lady came knocking at my door. She had her clipboard in her arms and smiled nicely as she explained about the environmental cause that she was collecting money for.
I patiently listened to her speech for a little while, until my ears got bored. Then I explained to her that I have been cutting my grass for the last few years with a hand reel mower and I’ve been shoveling my snow from my driveway and walks each winter instead of using the snow blower. I even informed her that more often than not, I ride my bicycle back and forth to work.
Her eyes were open wide in amazement (or maybe it was fear). I closed by telling her that I’m doing about all I can afford to do for the betterment of our environment right now and encouraged her to continue her good work and hopefully our individual efforts will help to make a difference. I bid her farewell and watched as she proceeded on to my neighbor’s house.
I don’t imagine that she had many other encounters quite like ours, much to her relief no doubt.