Yesterday morning a guy forgot his left over Dunkin Donuts fruit shake thingy. It seemed to be handling the starting and stopping of the subway just fine, but still part of me just couldn’t leave it there even though I’ve been fine doing nothing before in the past.

As soon as I picked it up I felt like all eyes were on me even though no one appeared to care. I almost felt the urge to take a sip to see how people would react. Once I got to my stop I made a beeline for the nearest trash can, and all the while I was looking back to see if anyone had gotten off with me and checked that I was in fact throwing it out and not saving it for myself.

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