Post-Modern Drunk: Craptastic
 There's so much shit in the world.

I don't mean that figuratively--we all shit a couple of times a week, at the least. Some of us are better at it than others. Some of us are really good when we're at home, and awful when we're out. I've seen a lot of restrooms in dingy gas stations and truck stops and places where the person shitting can reasonably expect never to return, and they can feel free to basically spray feces in the general direction of some hole.

And all across the world, there are people tasked with the job of cleaning up other people's shit. And, if anything, it doesn't happen enough. You never enter a bathroom and think, "Wow. This is way too clean! Amazingly clean! They really went above and beyond the call of shit cleaning duty here!"

There are probably tens of thousands of people working to clean up someone else's shit right now.

I'm not so sure what this means, but I do know that it stops me in my tracks sometimes, just thinking about the amount of shit work out there. And I don't really mean plumbers or sewage workers. They choose their jobs, or have them chosen for them, and shit is the focus. What bowls me over is the jobs out there where shit-work is just a subset of the work. Prepare the coffee, make change, answer the phones, oh, and mob up the puddle of liquid feces that retarded kid left when you get a chance, will ya?

And that's just bathroom feces. I think it was David Sedaris who told a story about how parents would frequently advise their kids who needed to go to the bathroom in department stores to just go into the middle of those circular clothing racks and go there. Someone's got to clean that up, and preferably now.

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