“Our business stinks. But it’s picking up.”
Saw that sign plastered on garbage truck. Made me laugh.
However, most things that stink don’t make us laugh.
Death stinks. Works sometimes stinks. So does family. Unemployment. Unpaid furloughs. Not sleeping well. Bad health.
They all stink. For the life of me, not a one of them make me laugh. Not even smile.
I imagine driving a garbage truck stinks. Not the job, the garbage. I would think the only way to get through it is to develop a strong stomach or stuffy nose.
That’s easy. Getting through life. Not so easy.
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