Is It Time For The Physics Lesson Already?
My high school was in a three-story building in the middle of downtown, and one side of the school faced an old apartment complex. I was admittedly zoning out when I noticed someone coming onto the balcony with a huge trash bag. This immediately caught my attention as I thought that was weird.
The woman glanced down and then dropped the bag over the side. Ah, she was throwing the bag into a dumpster on the ground. She went back in.
Then, she came out with a TV; it was a CRT, so probably about fifty pounds at minimum. She surely wasn’t going to…
She was.
Down it went.
CLANG!
BAM!
Then, the wailing of a car alarm caught the attention of everyone in class as the woman hurriedly ran back inside and slammed the door. Everyone ran to the window to see what had caused the noise. There was a dumpster, and in front of the dumpster was a car, with the TV making a big dent in the trunk of the car.
The teacher managed to somehow corral a bunch of rubbernecking teenagers to finish what was left of the class before sending us on our way.
I never saw the woman on the balcony for the rest of the semester.