Don't Eavesdrop On My Lunch Pod, Part 3

Today's lunch conversation involved a lot of references to dog poop and its impact on suburban lawns and small children. I was enjoying the conversation, and participating, until I caught the looks on the faces of the people behind us. Still, I didn't try to stop it until Guy 3 REALLY got going on how he was going to save a week's worth of his own feces, mix it with water to a cement-like consistency, and smear it on the irresponsible dog owner's door. Someplace out of the rain.

The moral here is twofold. One, suburbia really makes you crazy. Two, don't ever let your dog shit on a corner lot in Herndon.