Okay, maybe ‘hit’ was the wrong word to use.
But something really cool happened today, I swear.
I had just got off the 99 B-line bus, juggling my ipod, backpack, sunglasses, and an empty Tim Horton’s Iced Capp cup (seriously, those things are the best on a hot summer day). I meant to put the container in a garbage bin as soon as I got off the bus, but somehow I’d dropped it in the excitement of actually getting off the bus—smooth move, I know.
When I turned around to pick up the straw and cup, I saw a 60ish-year-old man holding up my trash. He said something, and I was like “huh?”, and then in a much louder voice he said he’d find a garbage and throw it away for me. I was pretty surprised, but I said “alright” and went on my way.
I told you it was a cool story.
Actually, though, this is a friendly reminder that Vancouver is full of nice people. I’m pretty darn lucky to live here.