Posted Tue Oct 10, 2017 | 55 Words | Tagged story workie

You see the boots and the trousers. Covered in mud.

Calling out to you.

You have a choice.

Put on the trousers and the boots, become a workie. Sealed in hi vis. Mud. Work. Simple. Or walk away and continue living your boring office job you hate so much.

What will it be?

Good lad.