You Might Be an Eco Chick If…..
……you wonder, while working out at the gym, how much energy could be generated by the machines everyone is running/ellipticalling on. And then you try to do some calculations while running, and almost fall off the machine. (And when you get home you remember that someone’s already started a green gym based on that very idea!!)
…..you feel like SUCH an awful person for actually pulling into the drive-thru lane at Starbucks. (Note: I picketed Starbucks when I lived in Berkeley, so just going there AT ALL makes me guilty) Your engine runs, and you can’t back out, you can’t give them your reusable container to fill, and there’s no cinnamon and nutmeg either. FAIL!
…..you can’t figure out what to put your garbage in since you carry your reusable totes and almost never pick up a plastic bag anymore (which you used to use as a garbage can liner).
…..you prefer the scent of a real male human being to that of Dial, Irish Spring, or any other overpowering commercial scent. (And I’m not the only one, though if you’re on the Pill, your natural senses are altered.)