Look, up in the sky. 

Here’s a job that’s a big, fat “No, thank you” for me.

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I went couch shopping with The Wife a few weeks ago and came away with this–I would never want to be a furniture salesman. Especially the guys up on the ninth floor at Macy’s. Man, it was depressing. But I’d sell couches any day before washing windows high in the sky. Now, there’s a tough job.

[Photo Via: Inge Morath  and Eye Heart New York]