Old timey handshake

Saturday, February 29, 2020

Marge and I were at the meat processors the other day, and the butcher came out to help us. Everyone at a meat processing place has a list of jobs and responsibilities. Some cut the meat, and some package the meat. One at this plant just butchers the critters. He kills and skins and hangs the meat in the big refrigerator. It takes skill to be a butcher. Anyway, he came out with wet hands that were kind of covered in questionable stuff, and I reached out to shake his hand. He kind of questioned whether I wanted to shake his stained hand. I told him my hands had been dirty before. Yeah, I wanted to shake his hand.

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