3 years ago I went through a seriously rough period. In the span of 2 days, I got in a car accident, my Mom had major surgery and my Dad had a stroke. I spent nearly a week visiting hospitals.
When it was all going on and I was in the elevator gliding between my parents two separate ward rooms, I thought to myself "Man, this is the shittiest week ever." Just at that moment, the door opens and a tall gangly guy in a janitor's uniform with a 70's porn stache and a name tag that says "Eugene" gets into the elevator. He's carrying a plunger the size of my head. And all of a sudden, I felt better. No matter how much shit I was going through - it was mostly proverbial. This guy was going through real shit, literally. And quite frankly plunging other people's sick poops makes everything else pale in comparison.
Be thankful for what you got! You could be Eugene.....
When it was all going on and I was in the elevator gliding between my parents two separate ward rooms, I thought to myself "Man, this is the shittiest week ever." Just at that moment, the door opens and a tall gangly guy in a janitor's uniform with a 70's porn stache and a name tag that says "Eugene" gets into the elevator. He's carrying a plunger the size of my head. And all of a sudden, I felt better. No matter how much shit I was going through - it was mostly proverbial. This guy was going through real shit, literally. And quite frankly plunging other people's sick poops makes everything else pale in comparison.
Be thankful for what you got! You could be Eugene.....