I sometimes daydream of being a postal worker. Ok, not just a postal worker because a lot of people are mean and rude to the workers inside the post office, but a walking mailman.
There I said it.
On beautiful days, I often envy our friendly mailman, OJ, at work. From what I can tell he has the ideal route - downtown. The only negative perhaps is the walking up and down the stairs in offices like ours.
He's there rain or shine, always with a sunny disposition.
I mean imagine having a walking route. Not stuck sitting at a computer all day. Breathing fresh air. Getting some exercise…while you're at work.
Sure some days it would suck. It could be pouring. Or 100 degrees plus humidity. Or trudging through a foot of snow.
But every day you're out and about. Seeing people just long enough to exchange a happy greeting or a well wish for the weekend. Then you're on your way. Off in your own world. Heck you can probably even where headphones, listen to music or podcasts or books - I know I've seen our weekend home mail guy in headphones before.
I really have no idea what your other duties are as a walking mailman, but some days…sigh, it seems like the job for me.
We're all allowed our little daydreams, right?