The World is an Ashtray

Many of you know that I recently returned from an extended weekend at the beach. It was wonderful. The temps never got over 90 degrees, the sun and clouds were beautiful in the blue sky. Everything was grand.

Except . . . why is it that when persons who present themselves as normal decent people, shit all over things that are not theirs?

Take for instance, the lovely lady who had set up her beach spot directly behind mine. She was a chain smoker. But, as we were in the great outdoors, I did not mind. After each smoke, she put her butt out in the sand. That was ok too.

After which she dug a hole with her delicate foot and promptly deposited said butt in the sand covering it so that others around her were none the wiser.

What gives? What makes a person think that that is ok? Just because the beach is covered in beautiful exfoliating sand - does not mean that it is your own personal ashtray. Be considerate of the person who will pick that spot tomorrow. Surely you would not want to be laying on decaying butts. Common sense says that with the first strong wind or two those butts will be exposed.
You have just littered, ma'am!

Since my three year old was within ear shot, and the lady left before I had the opportunity to unleash my anger over her stupidity - I did not tell her what I thought of her and her kind.

Great swaths of sand does not equal giant ashtray! Don't be a butt - dispose of your butts.

Ok, now that that is over, here is a lovely picture of the boy in the surf!