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Sunday, November 25, 2007
Flyer Delivery
Well, my first day wasn't too bad. I borrowed mom's car because there was no way I'd be able to manage carrying all those flyers in one trip all the way around the cemetery. For future trips I plan to get the toboggan out of dad's shed. My knees complained about the stairs, but there wasn't too many. It's much nicer than enumerating because I don't have to knock on doors. It was a nice walk... we'll see if I actually make minimum wage. Not counting getting to and from my route, it took me 45 minutes today. I suspect I'll get faster once I get more familiar with where the house numbers and mailboxes are hiding. I also suspect I'll resign on principle if I don't get at least close to minimum wage.
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2 comments:
This made me giggle, it sounds like you're delivery flyers "around" the cemetary!
Gotta have some reading material for all that time in purgatory! ;)
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