.
3) Boatfish
I guess it all started when I answered
an ad for an equestrian related job.
The employment opportunity turned out
to be nothing more than an un-glorified
stable boy position. Day one I was handed
without much pomp and circumstance I
might add , a snow shovel looking
implement. Being a warm snow-less
summer day, I reacted with a look of
puzzlement, only to be met with a
gesturing hand pointing at a
steaming pile of manure.
Oh well it's a job.