Here's how my day went.
Got out of the truck to work on a tree. Of course i'm looking up at what needed to be worked on. There is this ranchor smell, worse than of dog shit. The dog must of been eating the tiny apples from this tree because it was a major foul smell. And what do you know!? I step in it. First thing of the day. Well fuck you if you don't let me use your hose to clean your dogs shit off my shoes. What else? I notice it got on my chainsaw. "you mother fuckers" went back and sprayed my MS 201T off. at the next tree, i still smell it. WTF. I thought i sprayed it off my shoes and pant legs and saw, i look and a tiny bit is on my jacket - I'm so aggravated I'm ready to go home and it's the beginning of the day.
11 o'clock rolls around and I get out to see what needs to be done. I walk back to my truck and notice dog shit on the side door threshold where my shoes would be. I look at the bottom of my shoe, a HUGE light tan pile is in every crevice of my Merrell boots. A home owner walks around the truck and is expecting me to listen to him after i'm mother fucking and i turn and look at him and tell him "do me a favor and pick up your dogs shit" I didn't care who I was talking to at that point and if any of you would of gave me "shit" about that I would of told you to fuck off without missing a beat and believe me I would of not lost my job. But I realize I'm being an asshole and it's not his fault so I change my beat and enthusiastically tend to see what he needs and of course my truck is in his driveway and it's no problem for me to move it Shit on the door, in the threshold, on the door step runners.
It was a great day today! I seriously mean that
gotta stay positive