One Man’s Trash Is… Another Man’s Trash

Hotel Guest: *glances at front desk* “Do you have any newspapers?”

Me: “If there aren’t any out on the counter, we’re all out.”

Hotel Guest: “Are you sure?”

Me: “Yes sir, I’m sure. If I had any more, I assure you they’d be sitting there on the counter.”

Hotel Guest: “Okay, is there one in there?” *points to trashcan behind the front desk*

Me: “Um, sir… are you asking if there are any newspapers… in the trash?”

Hotel Guest: “Yes.”

Me: “Um… well… sir… I don’t think you want to look through here, there’s food and all sorts of gross–”

Hotel Guest: “I want to look through there for a newspaper.”

Me: “Um, okay…”

(He brings the trash to the front and starts digging through it.)

Hotel Guest: “UGH! This trash is DISGUSTING!” *storms off*

(There was a gas station literally 100 feet away from the hotel. This guy would rather dig through the trash for a newspaper than walk up the street and buy one.)

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