> Being and obit writer I take sick pleasure in
> reading this. Yes, that's right, I write obituaries
> for a living.
>
> Eric the Redd

Well, somebody has to.

It makes me want to know, though: What was the oddest job you ever held?

I once worked the weigh scale at an airport contstruction site. We had to weigh gravel trucks empty (tare weight) and then with full loads. You'd subtract one from the other to calculate how much each driver was to be paid. It was a cool job - I got to read a lot, and met some really nice folks. To this day, it's hard to beat me at mental subtraction problems. Plus, I now have the unusual talent of being able to identify different types of gravel trucks at 500 m.

te (White Western Stars are the best-looking, but Macks are sharp, too) ach