When sorting, casing, and delivering the mail, if I don't wear rubber gloves, it sort of looks like I've been digging through the trash. My hands get filthy. When I do wear gloves, and they rip, well. You have this situation here. And then an hour later, the thumb falls away and it's more like sad Michael Jackson meets sad street performer, who is conveniently delivering your mail. This is one physically laborious job. I'm quickly learning what muscle groups I've neglected.
...but then I see this cool mural and realize I may find some buddies when I'm out here delivering all this paper!
Also. I can't wait for summer. Have you seen those cool shorts mail carriers get to wear??
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