My job is driving around, crawling on the floor and waiting for someone to speak to me so I can hurry off to the next job. What makes it all worth while is that my gas is paid for.
Well, dang, TT!
I’ve crawled around on the floor, and I’ve given it my all. However, I suspect “the next job” is between you, me and the nearest bathroom...
And with that, I’m silly...;o]