Are You Cleaning or Dirtying Me?

One of the things which irk me each time I return home is to see this.


I know that you are trying to clean the common stairwells of my flat, and I am eternally grateful for that. However, must you leave such a spotty and blotchy messy at my door? I don't think it would hurt to bring along a cloth and wipe the exterior of the doors which you dirty while cleaning the stairs would it?

Of course, nothing beats this eye-sore which I spotted at a common recycling bin just a block away from my home.


I wonder if one should be deliriously happy that the oft-ignored recycling message has finally hit home - to overflowing effect - or sob at this monstrosity of mankind's messiness.

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