My Job, Not So Bad

Here’s a change – I’m not going to describe the deficiencies of any of my co-workers today. Nope, I’ve decided it could be worse. I could be a window washer.




Usually, I see these guys in a ‘bucket’ (I don’t know what the proper term is). Not this time. They appear to be sitting on playground swings! Sometimes I think my job is a pain but there is no way I could ever, EVER, do this.