I love the Circus. I love the atmosphere, the acts and yes, I love the clowns! What is not to love about a clown. Their whole goal in life is to make you smile. They will put their life on the line, to make you laugh. I am talking circus clowns, not rodeo clowns. That's just creepy.
I recently took my family to the Circus. It was a blast. I can't help but think all the time, effort and skill that goes into everything that each act does. They swing from the ceiling from fishing line, ride bikes on a twine and spin around on the end of a telephone pole that is being twirled by a Roman Gladiator. That is talent, that is skill.
Some of these jobs, however, make me glad I do what I do. They make me feel thankful. When things are bad at my work, I remind myself. At least I am not the guy that walks behind the elephants with a snow shovel, to pick up poop. At least I am not the guy in this video. He comes in to work, everyday, just to get fired.
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