Joking about how silly things were in the past with my kids, I was reminded of the milkman that would pass through our street with a horse-drawn cart. This is in the 80s. I watch The Walking Dead, so it’s not the horses that surprise me, but that I remember the cart being operated — in its heyday — by four, five people. That’s about as much as work in our oversized, nearly fully automated supermarket on a weekday night.
#63 Rubbish
#63 Rubbish
#63 Rubbish
Joking about how silly things were in the past with my kids, I was reminded of the milkman that would pass through our street with a horse-drawn cart. This is in the 80s. I watch The Walking Dead, so it’s not the horses that surprise me, but that I remember the cart being operated — in its heyday — by four, five people. That’s about as much as work in our oversized, nearly fully automated supermarket on a weekday night.