I Don't Think I'm Gonna Get Bored Of This

...or at least not soon!

Today I had the lovely chance to use my cliché "Engineer's Trunk" (hard hat, steel toed boots, nomex suit and golf clubs...well, I didn't use the golf clubs...but anyway...) when I went to visit an IFR vendor at Shell's Keele Terminal. Anyway, I still LOVE getting all dressed up in that crap to go inside the tanks and poke around, and stuff...or, maybe I'm just easily entertained.

Anyway, the guys offered to buy me lunch after the site visit (my first real "Business Lunch" bought by someone I don't work with....good times!), and a couple of them start clearing the dishes and stuff, and I joke that they have quite a system going there....the following exchange follows:

Dave: "Yeah, we have to do it every night....it's called being married!"
Me (feigning amusement): "Ha."
Ray: "I take it you're not?"
Me: "Um, no."
Ray: "Let me give you some advice..."
Dave (interrupting): "Don't?"
Me (again, feigning amusement): "Ha."
Ray: "Well, yes....but more specifically, just save yourself a lot of headaches and just get a maid and a hooker. If you want kids, just volunteer one hour a day at a daycare. Don't go for two hours, cuz you'll never go back. One hour'll be fine."
Me (thinking): Hmm...this Ray guy's on to something.........

Am I the worst person alive? I'm thinking "No"....it's probably the guy who stole millions from the Salvation Army.