I’m walking through the parking lot, and what do I see?  That’s right, a slice of bread. A slice of bread covered in mold (which is why I assume it turned pink), and topped off with a cigarette butt just to make it extra special.

Gross. Why don’t people clean up after themselves? There is no maid service in the parking lot. I know one thing, I’m not going to touch it. Once it is covered in mold my good Samaritan instincts no longer apply. It has been there quite a while now, so apparently the scavengers or vermin won’t either.

Bread covered in mold