I stopped to get gas this morning. The station was full. All dudes. At one end of the station, there were some cement guys working around one of the pumps. One of them fired up a jackhammer. I'm a guy, so I'm staring at it, remembering being a kid, wanting to do that. Every other guy is doing the same thing. I looked around; we were like those pictures of penguins, facing the same direction. But here's the kicker--the other cement guys were all looking at us. In exactly the same fashion. I was thinking maybe we could have all switched places for a day. Tags: greener Current Location: 909
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