Seven Years

Yesterday on a walk, between Normandale Park and Rose City Park, I encountered some gas company employees putting in a new pipeline down one of the streets.

One guy was digging in a trench, and five of his colleagues were standing around.  As I walked past the guy digging, I asked, "How come you're the only one doing the work?"

He straightened up and laughed, then looked back at the other five.  He pointed to each one, saying "Thirty years, twenty years, twenty years... fifteen years, fifteen years..." and then pointed to himself and said, "...seven years."

We laughed and I went on my way.