Job security

Yesterday I was walking out of the office and a little old lady was passing on the other side. She took a big wad of paper out of her pocket and threw it on the ground.
Grrrrrr.
I hate that! I almost shouted at her to pick it up, and then said,
Oh forget it! I’ve got enough to deal with today. I don’t need to lecture an adult.
I went and put petrol into my car and when I returned I saw her again.
She’s the lady that is paid to pick up trash around our office complex.
Perhaps she’s just after job security.