I always feel weird when I’m in the presence of serious business people. I mean, I’ve had the pleasure of meeting some very powerful and very wealthy people, and while I often enjoyed their company, it is sometimes hard for me to relate to the lives they lead.

See, most of my days start with poop.

I live on a horse farm, and the first thing I do when I get up in the morning is go out to take care of the animals. Usually that involves some kind of manure management. Last week one of my wife’s coworkers needed some compost to help with a lawn he was replanting, so I got the added fun of driving the tractor.

I really don’t mind it. I like some physical labor and it gets me outside in the morning.

Plus, I think it helps me do my job better, because not only can I readily recognize horse sh*t, I know what to do with it.