Some days I want to be the guy who sweeps trash into a little collector. Nobody yells at the trash sweeper. Nobody fucks with the trash sweeper like they do with meter maids. You don’t need a Masters degree, or a PhD to be a street sweeper.

Aside from making crap money the life of a street sweeper is damn great. No one gives a shit if you miss a gum wrapper, or a cigarette butt. You will never get an email telling you how much you suck at your job and you don’t need to sit in a cubicle directly across from some annoying jackhole.

Oh to be a lonely street sweeper.

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