I love my job. It's enjoyable and quiet. At the end of the day I get in the car and turn up the volume as loud as I can stand it. It's a beautiful thing.
Sometimes it's not so beautiful. Ya know when clients forget to wash their feet before they come in, or when they have big ol' nasty things growing on their backs.
Somewhere, someone said "don't let the little things bother you," but someone else said "it's the little things that count." Then another wise one said "Don't sweat the petty stuff and don't pet the sweaty stuff."
I agree with the latter of course.
My point. My point? I don't have a point.
But for real people lets clean it up around here, Aye