Do you know what full is?
I leave my dungeon (also known as my bedroom) to put some dishes in the sink and throw some stuff trash away in the kitchen garbage. I pile the dishes in the sink and note to myself that I should really wash what's in there before deciding that I definitely don't feel well enough to do them now before moving on to throw the 2 tissues in the garbage. As I go to push the swivel garbage top in so I can put the shit in the bag I realize that not only does the swivel not go but the top of the can is also half way off. Not because someone else in the house didn't attach it properly but because one of my idiot roommates doesn't grasp the concept of pulling the full bag out of the garbage can so that a new one can be put in and then other people in the house can actually throw away their snotty, germ infested tissues.
Unacceptable.
Of course when I pulled the lid off to tie the bag and put a new one in the fucking snotty tissue monster that lives in the bottom of the can sneezed and all of the snot rags and other cold germ covered trash flew out and onto the kitchen floor for yours truly to clean up.
Once again...lazily unacceptable.
So tell me... what do you do when the garbage is full? Do you continue to shove shit in it knowing that it's all going to fall out anyway or do you get your lazy ass up off the leather couch and put a new bag in?
I would hope that even a 2 legged dog would figure out the new bag trick.
The next time I have to have this discussion with said roommate....the full garbage can is going in its bed along with the fucking grease covered frying pan.
Cuntcake.
