Monday, September 1, 2014

Another Reason I Love My Job

Today I was driving through a strip mall on my beat. It's an 'L' shaped affair, with a big parking lot.

Standing in the lot near the inside corner of the 'L', was a clean-up guy with one of those folding dust pans on the end of a long handle and a little broom. You know the deal - you lower the pan on the long handle and swat the garbage into it with the little broom.

The wind was blowing like crazy, causing a small tornado in the corner of the 'L'. And here's this poor SOB standing in the middle of this vortex, trying to knock the spiraling, airborne scraps of paper, leaves, drink cups, cigarette butts, and miscellaneous crap out of this twister and into the dust pan with his little broom. It looked like someone trying to herd a swarm of angry bees into shoe box.

I can only imagine what he must dream about at night.


Knot Telling said...

Sounds like a metaphor for your own job.

Kuffum said...

Yep, like trying to stuff 50lbs of crap into a 5lb sack. That's Law Enforcement.