The alarm clock rings at precisely 4:02AM every morning and then off I go. I love working long hours outside. It sure beats sitting on my fat ass all day in front of the TV. The smell of the fresh cut trees and the grass keeps me motivated, “Ted, Ted it’s time to get up. We have work to do.” Ted doesn’t like to get up until 4:15 because he says that there is no sense in waking up before he has to. 4:15 is when we are supposed to meet outside for breakfast. I like breakfast. “TED!” “Alright, alright. I’m comin’.” We all met outside and ate our breakfast on the trunk of a tree we had chopped down the day before. Today is going to be a long day because our goal is to cut down 60 trees. I ALWAYS meet my goal, the catch is… it has to be done by sundown. “I HATE THIS JOB!” yells Ted at the top of his lungs on his way out of our lodging. I don’t know how anyone could hate this job, but Ted always has a bad attitude… so I ignore him. I love Ted, he’s like a brother, but he can be a real asshole sometimes. He’s got my back, and I’ve got his. We trust each other. That’s the way it’s got to be when you are cutting down trees that are hundreds of feet high. “Mark,” Ted yells to me, “remind me why I do this?” “For the women,” I respond. Now, while that may be his reason, it’s not mine, but I must admit, ladies love a man in plaid, and they don’t mind what’s underneath either!
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