There is no glory in any job; there is glory only in the person who works that job, no matter how slight it might seem.

I'm tired. It was an interesting time. Somehow I felt I was like a prisoner on a chain gang, but I wasn't so the simile is kind of dumb. Ethel, my dog, was a huge help. She certainly made certain no lions or polar bears came up behind me. She also would grab any scraps of paper that were foolish enough to get caught in the wind. She would then turn them into confetti. I'm certain this was to help. In her mind 5000 tiny pieces of paper must be far easier to clean up then one huge heavy sheet. Sixty thousand people having fun drink far too much and are horrible slobs. My coworkers spent the time talking about jail (this is not prison). It appears none of them were criminals. On the whole all of them appear to have been arrested for getting drunk and the consequences of getting drunk. I regretted not being able to add to the conversation. There was a fight, but even though both guys were rather large it was pretty clear they had no idea of how to fight. Neither of them could have hurt anyone unless they got extremely lucky, or their opponent got extremely unlucky. At least it was a diversion.The only other thing I noticed was how much food Americans throw away. I mean, like I picked up at least a dozen unopened pizza boxes, god knows how many untouched pieces of chicken, sandwiches etc. With all this talk of giving money to aid strangers in trouble how can we throw away edible food? Ethel, of course, thinks that people throwing away this much food is a good thing. Dog law is that anything on the floor or the ground is automatically dog property. No work tomorrow. I start the IT job Mondya so I probably need the rest but I could have used the money more. All in all a cool start to the New Year.

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