All good guesses, but Laura gets the prize. What job could possibly suck worse than cleaning septic tanks? Years ago (this is true) we lived in a town where my husband had the same name as the local septic-tank cleaner, which resulted in a lot of phone calls from people with serious septic-tank problems. Annoying? Yes, but given a choice between dealing with annoying phone calls and dealing with septic tanks, I'll take the phone calls.
Oh well. I was certain you had spied one of the rare vehicles from LUMPS (Lipo-Undercover Mobile Plastic Surgeons), a discreet network of doctors who make house calls in leather boots and light blue coveralls. In the interest of patient confidentiality, LUMPS are dropped off at local bistros and then walk to their appointments, hefty toolbox, hoses and all. While prudent (and robust), these MDs are nevertheless very proud of their malpractice insurance.
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I'm thinking some sort of carpet cleaning company.
Septic tank service.
Oh, I was going to go with vacuuming, but I think Laura's got it.
I thought it was "untenured university prof."
All good guesses, but Laura gets the prize. What job could possibly suck worse than cleaning septic tanks? Years ago (this is true) we lived in a town where my husband had the same name as the local septic-tank cleaner, which resulted in a lot of phone calls from people with serious septic-tank problems. Annoying? Yes, but given a choice between dealing with annoying phone calls and dealing with septic tanks, I'll take the phone calls.
Oh well. I was certain you had spied one of the rare vehicles from LUMPS (Lipo-Undercover Mobile Plastic Surgeons), a discreet network of doctors who make house calls in leather boots and light blue coveralls. In the interest of patient confidentiality, LUMPS are dropped off at local bistros and then walk to their appointments, hefty toolbox, hoses and all. While prudent (and robust), these MDs are nevertheless very proud of their malpractice insurance.
*bows* I'd like to thank the academy and my lovely colleague that made this award possible.
Now for the important question: what's the prize? ;-)
The prize ought to be a free visit from the LUMPS people, but that prize would be useless for someone as svelt as you. How about lunch?
Sounds like a plan.
And as for the mice, the best mouse exterminator is a cat.
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