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Binman in the cap

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This is what happen workies don’t work hard enough
I want to be a garbageman (or a dustman) !
Proud to be useful to society,
Poud to get dirty,
Proud to wear hiviz,
Proud to be part of a community!
Meeting and talking with a real garbageman could be fantastic!
Never sure what people mean when they tell me to get a ‘real job’.
Doing well in school, people always expected for me to become more than a lowly binman. But it never stopped me from pursuing my dreams!
While everyone is busy stuck behind a computer in cushy office chairs, I get to be holding onto the back of a stinking bin lorry. Loading bins over and over, occasionally bin juice squirting onto me! Sweat constantly soaking my Hivis in the summer.
Parents get so disappointed when their children say they want to end up like me. But I always tell them to follow their dreams ;) If not who else will be the next generation of binmen?

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I spend a lot of time on trash picking duty this year. Apparently there is an incentive to keep the walkways in the district cleaner, so there has to be more 'litter patrols', and I am a regular pick for the picker job. I don't mind it for the most part. I like to be on the move, and carrying a trash bag and a picker around is less cumbersome than pushing a cart.
When it's a nice sunny day, you can even pretend you are just out on a stroll - as long as you ignore the way other people look at you when they see you bend down to pick up their trash.
When you get one of those cold, grey winter mornings though, then there is no pretending. Everyone is either still in bed or in their car on the way to an important job while you are out here, digging something smelly and rotten out of the hedge they casually threw it into.
Lovely job to serve population with dirty gloves and hivis cloches