Cellophane

You ever notice the little candy wrapper that gets stuck to the bottom
of the garbage can? You toss out the the garbage giving hope of
freedom but the little guy just sticks to the bottom: trapped, smushed,
destined to endure at least another week of garbage being dumped on
it.  And when garbage day rolls around the next week, the poor little piece of
cellophane STILL can’t seem to get free to join its brethren in the
freedom of the open landfill. 

I empathize with the little guy.  Maybe next week, Little Buddy.