Trash or Not Trash?

So this is a little game I'm going to have to start playing with Jeremie.

Recently I was cleaning the house and I had the bathroom trash basket next to the trash can in the kitchen. The trash in the kitchen was full so I was planning on dumping the one into the other when I took it out. Well, Jeremie (trying to help) took all the trash out. And he threw away the bathroom trash basket!!!!! What the hell? He thought it was trash.

Well yesterday things took a serious turn. Everyone knows how delicious Dunkin Donuts coffee is. It's heaven in a styrofoam cup. It's a treat for me. I use to have it everyday because I worked right next to one. Now, I hardly ever get it. But, every time I do I vow to start getting it more often. Similar to a boyfriend promising to spend more quality time with his girlfriend. Yesterday I was enjoying a cup of DD coffee. I left it on the counter BY the trash can in the kitchen. When I go to look for it, I can't find it anywhere. That's right folks, the worst happened. Jeremie tossed it.
Jeremie: "I thought it was trash, there wasn't much left."
Unbelievable. I felt like beating him with my shoe.