My Job Was Outsourced

If you check the pictures today, you'll see one that Dwight took of me while we were traipsing around downtown Louisville during my vacation. I had mentioned to Dwight that the restaurant that my father owned (The Imperial Coffee Shoppe) was once located at the very spot where we were standing (7th and Jefferson). It was at that spot that I use to sell newspapers to people walking by, or to those who drove up in their cars. It was sort of a break from the restaurant work that I did so often, and I rather enjoyed it. Dwight thought it would be a good idea to get a shot of me with my modern day replacement - a coin operated machine that dispenses newspapers. What a cruel world! There is no way that thing can do the job I did! In the long run though, it's probably cheaper and I'm sure it doesn't complain a lot about being out in all kinds of weather. The day Dwight took the picture it was one hundred and five with high humidity. On second thought, the machine can have that job! It's too hot to be out selling the Courier -Journal.