Our trash is picked up on Tuesdays and Fridays.
It's become David's job to put the trash out, unless it's raining or something the night before, then I'll do it the morning of instead.
Last night, David went to the library to study. When he came home around 9:30, he was all bent out of shape because "the neighbor must have left his trash cans out since Tuesday cause they were still out there. SO irresponsible and tacky of him."
Last night was Thursday.
The trash was being picked up the next morning.
He didn't miss a beat though when I pointed this out to him.
"I'm just giving you stuff for your blog, ya know."