Dig It

I dig graves. It’s a good job because I’m outdoors most of the day. I love the smell of Earth. And it’s good exercise.

As with all jobs, there are a few drawbacks. It’s hard to dig in the rain. When I tell people what I do, they always respond, “Alas poor Yorick, I knew him well!”

And then there are occasional zombies. For some reason, a few bodies animate, push the dirt up and walk around. They aren’t like the crazy body munchers in the movies. The zombies really just want a hug. Normally that would be okay, but the smell makes it a bother, I push away, and I can tell feelings are hurt.