Today I was driving carpool and at a stoplight on Wisconsin Avenue, the trash truck driver on the right of us was trying really hard to pick up the lovely lady to the left of us. He was leaning out the truck yelling “Hey baby, what’s your number? What’s your number?” Charlie asked me “Why isn’t he asking for your number?” I said I didn’t know. Then the guy jumped out of the truck and ran over to her car to lay it on thick and get the number. Charlie then said “I know why he needs her number. He wants to call so he can pick up her trash.” Good thinking. We then smiled and wished the guy luck.