Job...it's a living.

When I was a kid I wanted to be a Maytag repairman. I know that doesn't sound like much, but do you remember the commercial? Guy sits around doing nothing all day and complaining about it. I thought to myself "why wouldn't someone like that, do nothing and get paid". That's the job for me. It wasn't till later that I found out that you actually have to fix something to get paid. There's no money in that. So, I got realistic in my endeavors. I wanted something with enjoyable work, good hours, good benefits and paid well. I decided to become a rock star. Money...tons of it. Work...it's music what's not to like. Hours...rock n roll all nite and party every day. Benefits...look at the arm candy. Can't sing. Can't play worth a shit. So, what do I do. I am now a proud member of the US Postal Service. Going postal...it's a good thing