My worst work place is a large fancy subdivision. I never really meet the people, but I do meet their trash! I weed whack along the edge of their rather large pond. I find things from pop cans, to fish and other pond-critter shells. Every now and then we find this huge gold fish. Think the size of a dinner plate almost. Now, you don't see them before you get to them. So the weed whacker takes a nice chunk from them. Doesn't really taste that well. Another job site is my uncle's smaller, yet still fancy pond. I clean out the algae, and let them know where their baby leeches are. During the end of fall, I catch their fish and move them to the heated zone of the larger pond. Catching fast fish bare-footed in a slimy pond with leeches and water bugs. Mike, count yourself very lucky... at least you get paid! -Kristie
