My Dream Job

Just talking with Lovely Daughter on the phone. We came up with my dream job.

Getting paid to irritate people.

*sigh*

Alas! there are no job openings at the DMV…

UPDATE: Thanks to a perspicacious suggestion in comments by LomaAlta, I have decided that an IT position with the Post Office would afford me the best opportunity to irritate the gratest number of people. I shall therefore endeavor to obtain such a position. The only fly in the ointment is that I fear the very position I seek has already been filled by someone with greeater talent irritating people than I possess…

Looking for help from a Higher Life Form at Ferdy’s place while checking for runoff at Mental Rhinorrhea where—BE WARNED—unless you wanna be struck blind you’d best not look at the picture of BB…

2 Replies to “My Dream Job”

  1. David:
    If the DMV is full up, have you considered the IRS? How about the post office?
    Wouldn’t you just love to be there with a window open facing a long line of
    people and put up the “window closed” sign then stand there and talk to
    a co-worker for 15 min before you took your break? That ought to make you
    feel good about having irritated people.

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