Thursday, July 16, 2009
Slave Labor
Yesterday I escaped my cubicle and sat in my car with the radio on to clear my head. I spent 30 minutes watching the men who are re-asphalting the parking lot at my office complex. While I was getting my jollies of watching semi-naked, very tan men, I started to think that their job must really suck.... its back breaking and thankless.
At the end of the day, there must be some gratification in looking at a completed job... but then they have the whole parking lot stretching out ahead of them which is a lot of work and once they are done, they will have to do it all again because the asphalt doesn't last. It occured to me that my job isn't that much different than an asphalt guy. I just do my job in the AC with more clothing on.
At the end of the day, there must be some gratification in looking at a completed job... but then they have the whole parking lot stretching out ahead of them which is a lot of work and once they are done, they will have to do it all again because the asphalt doesn't last. It occured to me that my job isn't that much different than an asphalt guy. I just do my job in the AC with more clothing on.
// posted by Stephanie Cake @ 7/16/2009 09:59:00 PM 
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