The other California frost.

My mom's biggest priority in life is to have me consume as much fruit as possible. While the recent frost has hit the citrus industry, hindering many people from getting those oh-so-delicious California navel oranges, my mother cannot be stopped. On her last visit she came bearing a CRATE of oranges. For those of you calculating, in order to consume the entire crate before rot and mold takeover, one would have to eat atleast 3 oranges a day for 2 weeks straight (this is on top of the apples, blueberries and kiwis she also got me). It is a gastronomic race against time.

I managed to finish all the oranges and was left with a huge empty orange crate. I dumped a bunch of recyclables into the crate (old magazines, junk mail, etc.) and tossed the whole thing into the general recycle bin of my apartment complex.

Today I got an angry phone call from my landlord. She was very upset that I had not flattened my crate before dumping it in the bin. Apparently this sort of delinquent behavior had caused the WHOLE bin to overflow. I was asked to take care of the matter--ASAP. I don't know what's creepier, the fact that she dug through the orange crate to find the culprit of the unflattened box or that she took the time to yell at me about it.

your pal al says: Ugh, GROSS. I am SO over oranges.