My parents, and their friends. I still remember being mortified the first time I went to a movie with my new friends in collage. I got up to leave and left all my junk in the seat as usual. They were like “hey dude, what are you doing? Pick up your shit.” I looked around and noticed I was the only one not taking my trash. I felt like such a loser. I picked it up immediately. But I still cringe thinking about how many people were probably judging my whole family as we walked a way from our mess at the end of each movie when I was little. A few people have tried to tell me that was just how it was done back then, and there were not garbage cans available on the way out. But I think that is probably not true.

The cigarette butt thing is even weirder to me. I don’t smoke, but my mom still does. She is a super pro nature, pro environment person, but she throws cigarette butts everywhere she goes. She insists its not litter, though she would never litter anything else.