Yesterday I found a broken desk lamp left on my stoop that looked a lot like one I have in my bedroom. However, the bedroom one is still intact. And I was so close to having a matching set.
On Saturday morning, I found an empty can of sardines on my stoop. EWWWW! Who eats sardines? And why is it so hard to throw away the can when you're done with them?! Seriously, there's a garbage can within sight from my front door.
My stoop is not a trash can.