When I was 5 years old, I wanted to be a garbage man. I remember as a kid running out to the street when I heard the truck in the neighbourhood. I thought, “How cool it would be to ride around on the back of a truck all day.” (I tended to be a neat freak even at a young age, so maybe that was part of the attraction too, who knows.)
That dream never materialized, and honestly, it’s just as well. Today, the waste collection operators rarely leave the cab of the truck…what a bore.