The Popsicle Stick You Left Behind

I picked up the trash, it was a popsicle stick. I gazed around to find who left such trash on the bench again and there, on the pavement going to the exit, a guy holding a clear plastic bag with unwrapped popsicles inside. Wearing a white hoodie, black jogging pants, and a black shoes.

He's a total jerk is what I see.

And I'm not talking about the Popsicle Stick he left behind.

(A story written in ADHD font for the writer's better reading comprehension)