One Plastic Bag at a Time

Only a week into my experiment and I'm already getting way more comfortable with the "I don't need a bag for that" thing at the supermarket. Maybe they're starting to recognize me, maybe it's because I catch them before they start, but either way, there's a whole lot less plastic bag coming into this house.

But this morning I faced my most fearsome opponent yet.

He goes from smiling cherubic budding capitalist to ice-cold Krazee-eyez killah in a split second. He's the eleven year old bagger, he's working on tips, and I am now his mortal enemy.

We all know how kids are with money ("I want my two dollars!") and I can practically feel the holes burning into my head from Damien's evil glare when he realizes that without a bag there's definitely no tip and if this becomes a trend then he's really screwed.

"I'm saving the earth one plastic bag at a time!" I chirp.

Let me tell you - he could give a shit. He wants his two dollars, and if this whole "save the environment" thing takes off, he's holding me personally responsible.