Perfectly reasonable

I don't think it's at all unreasonable to expect that my office trash should have been emptied some time between last Thursday and today. I had filled two wastebaskets to the brim, and was contemplating hunting up a third from an empty office. But I had to get grief from the guy who's supposed to have been covering for our janitor, and had the nerve to ask me why I didn't just take them down to the dumpster myself, "Oh, you won't do it because you went to Wellesley?" Fine, you want to consider me a snob, or a wimpy girlie, go right ahead. Just empty the trash before the mice get into the remains of last Friday's sandwich.