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On this beautiful bright late Autumn day, my friend Worm Girl and I went for our usual lunchtime three mile walk.
Between meetings and vacations and other distractions, it had been two weeks since we’d gotten together and there was much to catch up on.
As we strolled around the lagoon, we found ourselves tiptoeing about as there was a veritable minefield of goose poop decorating the walking paths.
“Oh my god,” I said as I shifted, parried and tip toed.
“No kidding,” she said.
Then we came across what was really just a large white splat. About as big around as a dinner plate.
“What the hell is that?” Worm Girl asked. “It’s like the bird ate a pack of sidewalk chalk!”
“I know, weird.”
And then we kept walking, leaving the chalky matter behind and discussing the kind of things two ladies discuss on a good brisk walk.
As we came around the backside of the loop, we saw a few groundskeepers doing their work. Not an unusual sight for a Monday.
But as we passed one guy, we both fell into silence, watching him.
He was on hands and knees with soapy water and a wire brush.
Scrubbing quite a few more of the chalky white patches.
After we were out of earshot, my friend said “Can you imagine…?”
And I replied, “Worst. Job. In. The. World.”
She said “How do you even list that work experience on your resume?”
“I know, I know…that guy is a saint, he really is. There is no way upon my boss handing me a wire brush and a bucket that I wouldn’t bolt from that gig.”
To be fair, the guy does all around work for the landscaping team and genuinely seems to like his job. He approaches it with a certain joie de vivre.
But to be honest, however crappy (pun totally intended!) I think my Monday is, it’s not that crappy.
Today I honor the kind of person willing to go to the mat, rubber gloves and scrub brush in hand, to make the world a little cleaner, a little nicer, a little more poop-free.
Just reloading here, boss.
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