For whatever reason –or– Don’t count your blessings before they hatch

Thursday, 5 November 2009

I remarked to a coworker that I’d rather clean toilets than work for the government. He asked how many toilets. I replied it’s a fine line but cleaning toilets would only make me depressed. Working for the government would make me homicidal.

Y’all—all y’all—should pitch right down on your well appointed knees in this the season of thanks and thank your God that I have a cast iron stomach for sorrow and no tolerance for anger.

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Vagrant

Re: For whatever reason –or– Don’t count your blessings before they hatch

I, for one, am always delighted when my friends reject salaried homicide.

But now I'm depressed thinking about all the poorly designed, hostile, dreary bathrooms I've worked on and in. Most of them look like the work of thieving, sanctimonious Benthamites.

It's a stretch, I know, but my theory is that the national misery and shame of our bathrooms twists the souls of vulnerable people and stiffens the resolve of psychopaths.

By Vagrant on 10 November 2009 · 05:40