I love to sing this beloved Dolly Parton tribute to the working folk. Anyone catching the tune at the intersection usually bob their heads along with me.
You may be wondering why I love to sing it. It's not a happy song really; and it reminds me of why I do what I do. According to the song, there aren't too many people out there working for the man, who are very happy. They're restricted to the hours, restricted to the pay and restricted to whom they work with. Not me!
I realize we're no longer in the 80's and thank goodness for that! Times have changed. This virtual thing allows me the flexibility to grow in all kinds of directions including both professional and personal aspects of my life. I work when the work needs to be done and I'm compensated as such. There are many with their noses to the grindstone who start work before 9:00 a.m. and go well beyond 5:00 p.m. I am grateful for being able to provide an extra hand, arm, leg or brain to my customers when and where they need it.
So, who really works 9 to 5 anyway?
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