One day I was walking through the streets of Boston and decided I should blow my nose. Nobody wants to carry around a tissue full of snot in their pockets so the next logical action was to find a trash can to slam dunk my tissue in. After five blocks I didn't see a single trash can. At this point many people would throw it on the ground but I was determined to find a trash can even if it took me ten blocks. After my fourteenth block I finally found a trash can. This is when it hit me.