From Ghost by John Ringo:
“I do odd jobs,” Mike replied, sitting in one of the forward seats.
“If you’ll pardon me, sir,” the pilot said, still curious. “You don’t get the money to charter a jet, much less have it sit around on call, by digging ditches with a shovel.”
“I’ve used a shovel in my time,” Mike said, smiling broadly. “But I usually prefer to find the local guy with a backhoe. Quicker and easier to hide the bodies. You ready to go?”
Sometimes β just sometimes β I’d not mind being “Mike’s” backhoe operator. . . Well, a guy can still dream, can’t he? π