Country Boy Put Pine-Sol On His Wing Wang

I just got out of college and I was sent to Baton Rouge to start as a Manager Trainee for Winn-Dixie.   I started working at Winn-Dixie in highschool and my cashering put me through college.  I decided to stay with Winn-Dixe and enter the fast track of becoming a store manager , district manager and eventually to the main office. (My "Pipe Dreams")  I had to work in all of the departments in order run a store.  Fresh out of college and a new city, DAY 1... the present store manager who wasn't a nice man told me to go unload the milk truck.  It was June, the 80's, BIG HAIR, SHOULDER PADS, and for Desiree COSMOPOLITAN MAKE-UP. The guy from the grocery truck would sling milk grates to me, the milk would splash all over me, sweat would drip from my face, and my 80's BIG HAIR drooped.  I remember it like it was yesterday, but it was 28 years ago.  I called my dad who was a prinicpal of a middle school crying.  I told him Cry Cry,  I was quiting Cry Cry, because my job Cry Cry was gross, I had Cry Cry a college degree Cry Cry, I shouldn't Cry Cry, have to unload Cry Cry, milk trucks.  My dad yells at me saying I make more money than his teachers and his teachers would be happy to unload milk trucks during the summer.  I finally went to the bathroom to clean myself up the best I could, but the milk funk still lingered for another 3 months.  I survived that summer and many more years.  The next department I was assigned was Produce.  All day long young men would tell me dirty jokes and school me on life.  Remind me to tell you about how I almost lost my left finger cutting a watermelon and all the store manager wanted to know was if I was going to ice down and clean up the department before 10:00pm.  Getting back my crude and funny male employees.  As I was washing green beans, Country Boy decided to school me on what goes on living on a farm.  I'm not going to write about the goat, but I will tell you about Pine-Sol.  It seems when Country Boy got a sexually trasmitted disease from the "Sea" he used Pine-Sol to rid them.  All I remember from that conversation was him saying, "It burned like a Motherf@#er!!!"....Now how and I'm suppose to end this blog?.....Do goats say Baaaaaa?.... I guess it depends on the farm.