"I stuck a match to waist high grass......"
Today was one of those days. This morning was foggy and misting until after ten teasing me with the possibility of rain. If it had rained I would have been able to work for a plumber I know and made more money than I did today at my normal job.
On more than one occasion today I thought about pitching the weed eating into traffic just to see what would happen. I also thought about heading the zero turn mower toward a pond and jumping off at the last moment.
Of course because of the rain last week, we are behind schedule like always, and ended up working till after six o'clock this evening.
I really don't know how much longer I'm going to be able to stand the job. It is far too mindless for me, and the pay really sucks.
Only a few more weeks, and away and westward bound for me.
Keep your powder dry and your tomahawk sharp.
Strike While The Iron Is Hot.
On more than one occasion today I thought about pitching the weed eating into traffic just to see what would happen. I also thought about heading the zero turn mower toward a pond and jumping off at the last moment.
Of course because of the rain last week, we are behind schedule like always, and ended up working till after six o'clock this evening.
I really don't know how much longer I'm going to be able to stand the job. It is far too mindless for me, and the pay really sucks.
Only a few more weeks, and away and westward bound for me.
Keep your powder dry and your tomahawk sharp.
Strike While The Iron Is Hot.