Work:

This post is dedicated to one of my coworkers, since tomorrow is my last day there.

Gilbert Fogle
You can already tell by the name that this is one strange fellow. Gilbert is the guy who stations the dock during the day, which means he's usually outside for 8 hours a day. He's a rather large, grizzly guy and more often than not, he's very dirty. Honestly I don't think he's incredibly intelligent. He knows how to do everything he needs to do, including some paperwork, but somehow I feel like he would have a hard time trying to do too much else. The funniest thing about him is that he doesn't (either can't or just plain chooses not to) enunciate at all. It's pretty much like he's speaking bear-language. No wait. It's more like a mumbling bear.

The great thing about Gil is that he always smiles. Even when it's painfully hot outside, all he does is smile. Not in that creepy way, either. A nice, gentle smile all the time. I think everyone working at Suburban believes that there's something better out there for them. They believe that they deserve better given the hard work they put into the company. And it's true! They are so underpaid and incredibly underappreciated. I've never seen people work so hard and dedicate so much of themselves to their job and duties, and yet not receive what is rightfully theirs. Anyway, Gilbert isn't really like that. He just "hehs" at everything and smiles. Like Charlie in the chocolate factory, he's just glad to be along for the ride.

It's guys like Gilbert who exhibit the most wisdom. Taking life in as it is and enjoying every second of it. So this one for you Mr. Fogle. You crazy old man.