You've read my rants on Poppy's Velo Ventures about picking up massive amounts of roadside litter. I've found and discarded all manner of trash: bottles, cans, cigarette boxes, firecrackers, children's toys, shirts, shoes, fast food, even a five dollar bill! Actually, I kept and spent the five-spot.
But THIS thing .. yipes. A death message it seems. Sure did get my attention.
The empty litre bottle of vodka is super-bottom shelf brand. Just what a litter king would swig, swallow and discard. The work glove, on the other hand, is a serious professional tool. And the guy who lost that must be kicking himself -- nicely broken in and costly to replace.
What if, (uh, oh) the dude with the glove did a bottoms-up on the vodka? And then he (tipsy, angry, confused) stepped into an oncoming car and, pow, curtains?
Drinking and driving don't mix. Drinking and work gloves don't mix. Remember that.
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