Guest Post by Nettie Clarke
I live in a non-smoking apartment building. A couple of people who smoke have to go outside to have a cigarette. One day when I was leaving, I noticed a cigarette butt on the floor of the lobby. I didn’t pick it up. I went on by thinking that the smoker would pick it up. Or maybe I was being lazy, or not wanting to pick up something that could be contaminated in this age of virulent viruses. Not sure why.