Garbage Man Sporting His Bling

I love NY’s strongest. Part of me has always wanted to be a garbage man. Ride on the back of the truck getting a close up view of a good chunk of the city every day. I’d want to have my own truck that follows along and grab the good garbage but they probably wouldn’t allow that.

My garbage guys are friendly and real down to earth funny guys with a great whatever attitude that you probably have to have to do the job. Whenever we put out a lot of garbage, I’ll run outside in my pajamas when they come and help them toss it all in the truck. 

Last garbage day it was cool and rainy out.  The guys wore waders and their green sweat shirts.  One guy had on the fattest gold chain I’ve ever seen. It seemed to me to be a statment:  I got a job and health insurance. I’m in charge of million dollar equipment. I don’t have to go to the  gym because my garbage is my gym.  You don’t want to mess with this. I am NY’s strongest.

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