NOTE: To you-know-who, don’t let Jason ever read this.

So, as many of you know, I drive a shuttle bus in a part of town, all day, five days a week. Actually, I drive from one town to another and back, which is funny when you consider I just drive one mile each direction.

Anyway, both these towns are home to some very well-to-do people.

Which, as occurred to me today, explains the prevalence of pickup trucks rolling through the neighborhood, advertising pet poop pickup service.

I wouldn’t lie about something like this, although “pet poop pickup” is kinda fun to say, I must admit.

I mean, obviously, these well-off folks would never stoop (literally) to doing such a vulgar, disgusting chore so, thank God, there is someone available to do it for them.

Naturally, this raises a few questions:

• First of all, where were these guys on Career Day in school? They could have seriously altered the trajectory of my life.
• Who was the first person to say, “Hey, I can get paid for picking up this stuff!”
• Likewise, who was the first person to say, “Hey, I can pay someone to pick up this stuff!”
• What kind of experience lends itself to this kind of career? (I’m thinking, ex-Trump staff member, perhaps.)
• What must the training process be like for this work?
• Do you get to wear a suit, like those HAZMAT guys wear?
• What opportunity for advancement is there? Can you get promoted, maybe to Master Scooper? Expert Scooper? Super Duper Scooper?
• Would you even feel like taking a lunch break? Ever?
• And why have I seen ads for more than one company? Is there seriously competition for this job?
• What does it sound like when these guys “talk shop?” Example:

MOE: How’s business?

CURLY: Oh, it’s picking up, how about you?

MOE: Oh, I’m cleaning up, man!

• Do the dogs get to know you well enough to plan for your visits?
• Have I really written over 300 words on this topic?

I obviously have way too much time to think.