I'm riding the train and there's that guy with the whipcow again.
By me using the word whipcow, you might assume I got that job I mentioned earlier. And you'd be right. I actually did have that job for a few days.
The pay was decent and my boss was nice, but the first day by the water cooler I threw out for a topic of conversation the Third Punic War and it's impact by Rome on the Mediterranean. No one was interested.
Now who can work under conditions like that?
There's that guy with the whipcow again . . . eh.