Actually, a couple of other standbys crop up every full moon or so — ‘mental health driver’ and kennel attendant. Chauffeuring around the mentally ill or scooping up shit at the dog pound, take your pick. Mom never said life would be easy. Since my DMV record is, ahem, how shall I put this, less than perfect, I’d better grab a shovel.
This is no world for a man of spirit, I tell you!