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Show IfiD D " j TET teeve THERE are few things as relaxing re-laxing to a man as the return to the daily 8 to 5 following a vacation provided the vacation consisted of a week of cooking, washing and chasing after two wild Indians while mother was gone to visit the stork and see what she could do about getting a new member for the tribe. It's quite pleasant to put your feet up on the desk, casually contemplate con-template the pile of papers, memos, pencils, erasers, etc., draw a deep breath of satisfaction, j then pitch in with a zest you didn't have the day your "vacation" began. Working doesn't seem so bad after all. In fact, it's downright down-right restful. This "vacation" was quite an experience and I heartily recommend recom-mend one of the same for every man who has wondered why it is he seldom gets sympathy at home when he drags the body in and flops down in the chair, bringing with him the sad tale of "a hard day at the office," and probably a little more mud or dust. The little woman may smile and offer sympathy, but she is just being nice. Her inner self is saying, "Why, you never had it so good!" I may sound like a turncoat, men, but really I'm not. It's just that I'm fresh from seeing how the other half lives, full of firsthand first-hand experience, so to speak. It's true I didn't hold the job long enough to become really adjusted, else I wouldn't have been washing baby clothes, wielding brooms and pots and pans in my sleep. But I think I gave it enough of a trial to be able to speak with a smell of authority. f |