Saving the Turtles

I go through a lot of Diet Coke. I buy them by the case at Sam’s Club, and as a result, I throw away a lot of plastic soda-rings. For a while after I first got married, Jess used to go behind me, pick the rings out of the trash and cut them up with scissors, to prevent sea turtles from somehow strangling themselves on them. I would protest on two counts- first, don’t garbage pick, because Ewww! and second, we don’t dump Fairfax County garbage into the freakin’ ocean. I was pretty sure the turtles were safe.

She doesn’t cut them up any more.