posted on May, 16 2014 @ 10:05 AM
a reply to:
FortAnthem
This reminds me of something I used to do when I was in high school. I worked in a local supermarket after school every Friday night from when I was
14 until I was 19. I finished work at about 10:30-11:00 most Friday evenings, and I would walk home. I always walked the same way home, and it was my
habit to buy a can of coke on the way home. On the way home I would pass the home of a classmate - by this point I'd have finished my can of coke,
and every Friday evening for at least 3 years (I stopped doing this after I had my own car), I'd leave the empty can on top of his family's
letterbox.
I stopped working at this place, and years later I bumped into this classmate, and confessed. I wish I had a photo for the look on his face. He told
me that it got to the point where he would go out early on a Saturday before his father woke up, as it was getting to him that much. I actually felt a
bit guilty at this point.