Beyond Bad Aim

What does it say about me that no matter how close the trash can is to me, that I cannot, for the life of me, hit it? That is something about myself that seriously irks me. I'm a Taurus, and we are supposed to be earthy creatures, which should involve some skill with my trash making it into the can. I'm talking inches away people...sometimes standing directly over it. It's almost like I've been cursed or that the trash can refuses to help me out.