I'm happy to have jobs doing road repairs, but man, what kind of bad karma did I have in the past life to get sent to work at Khardung La, the world's highest motorable highway? At 17,500 feet, the air is thin up here, and it ain't exactly balmy either. And this is in the middle of August!
I must have done some seriously bad stuff in my previous life. Maybe I was a serial killer or something. Or a Neo-conservative.
Still, working in such an inhospitable place does toughen me up, which is a good thing, because when I head back down to sea level, I can basically kick anyone's ass in a fight. I just wear them out physically and mentally. Not that I go around looking to fight, but hey, sometimes the fight comes to me.
Speaking of fighting, I'm actually fighting to breathe right now. Does anyone know where a guy can get some hot cocoa around here?
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Haha I really like this one.
ReplyDeleteI Like that photo. Those guys look absolutely miserable, but I bet they still complain less than half the people do here when Starbucks is out of something.
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