Tabs

Steve collected the tabs from soda cans.
He said it was for a school project for his daughter.
Anyway, everybody in the department got in the habit of giving their tabs to him.
Me, I sat at the desk behind him, so I’d throw my tabs over the cubicle wall in his direction.
Steve left for a new job a few weeks ago, but I’m still in the habit of throwing my soda can tabs at his desk.
Ali took over Steve’s desk this morning.
“What the fuck?” he shouts.
“Sorry,” I said, sipping my Coke Zero. “Force of habit.”