Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Too Short To Be A Jockey

"You should get a job at a gas station," says Himself to myself as I was wiping down the shower walls with the squeegee we bought to keep mold and fungus at bay.

I had to explain that I would not last long as a gas station attendant.

People like to have more than the outer 2 inches of their windshields cleaned.

And that's on cars- small, foreign cars- never mind vans or trucks that need running boards for one to gain access to the cab.

Nope. That job would not be for me.

Besides, although he may dispute it, there are a few things that I am quite perfectionist about, and which, consequently, take far too long for me to do: vacuuming, cleaning mirrors and windows, getting all the water drops off the shower walls.

So, even if I dragged a small ladder around with me, I'm quite sure I wouldn't be able to wash a windscreen before the gas was finished being pumped.

Good thing I've never had any aspiration in that direction.

That's the long and short of it.

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