The Best Job in the World

I would be the person that gets a shopping cart at the end of a bustling day of business and goes up and down each store aisle, collecting the misplaced items and then putting them back where they belong.

That would be the ultimate in satisfaction. So methodical. So purposeful. Everything in it’s place because everything has a place.

Order out of chaos.

That would be the best job in the world.

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