Thank Goodness, It's Over

Ever notice how celebrations of any particular event are a royal pain in the but for the locals? The town's harvest festival went on for the past few weeks. I'm long past the age where I'd at least be able to get some candy out of the deal for an otherwise extremely boring event like the parade that takes the place.

No, since I'm older and working for a restaurant I get the fun job of cleaning up the place the day after all the festivities are done. While I've found worse things in the parking lot, including a used condom, there was never so much of it.

Thank goodness I don't have to deal with this for another year.