Littering.

Today's story takes place while I went out with a couple of friends to get a burger and ice-cream.
It was a spontaneous plan made yesterday while skyping with a friend.  "Hey, lets go get ice-cream tomorrow" and "dude, I'm hungry, lets grab some burgers first."
And so, I grab my purse and we go to a real classy place: Dick's Burgers.  And as we approach the place, this car pulls up right in front of the place and the lady driving the car drops her soda can out the window.  It might not have been soda, it could have been Beer, I don't know, I didn't look.
All I knew was that the recycling bin was right in front of the ladies car. 
I was livid, but I ignored it for now, I just wanted to get my fucking burger for now.  But you can bet I did something on my way back to the truck.
Here, it was fun.
I walk up to the car, not saying a word and I pick up the can.  As I'm about to drop the can in the recycle, I make a point of staring the lady right in the eyes before dropping the damn thing where it belongs.
The can wasn't even empty.
And then I walk away with as much attitude as I could muster to catch up to my friends.
You can't get much more passive-aggressive than that.

Guys, littering isn't cool.  Especially when the recycle bin is right in front of your car.
Don't be lazy.