I confess. I love garbage men for two reasons. (My husband knows this already.)
First, I’m the youngest in my family. When my siblings were at school, I had a babysitter named Lillie Belle. I loved Lillie Belle and she loved me. Sometimes, I’m certain, that despite her love for me, I drove her crazy because I talked all the time.
When she needed a break, she would shoosh me outside to get out of her hair and out from underneath her feet. I vividly remember several occasions where I would sit on our back porch steps, waiting for the garbage men to come so I would have someone to talk to. Even then, I loved to meet new people. “Never met a stranger,” as they say.
Secondly, during that time my dad had an old red 1953 Ford pickup truck - the kind that you could stand on the sides. I remember playing for hours standing on those side boards of the parked truck, pretending I was a garbage collector. They were so lucky! I mean, come on, they got to ride on the outside of the truck for their job, every day.
If you share my affinity for the profession, you’ll understand how cool it was to watch this video of two garbage men riding down the street. Watching it brought back fond memories for me.
What jobs did you think were cool when you were growing up? Did you ever try them and if so, how did it turn out? What jobs do you think are really cool now? Do you love what you do?