While having lunch at Main Street Garden today, I espied workers carrying old mattresses out of the Statler Hotel. Looks like the new owners are getting busy. Here’s the thing: that has to be the worst job ever. First, it’s warm today. No AC in the old building. Second, we’re talking hotel mattresses. Think about the last time you stayed in a hotel. What did you do atop your mattress? Multiply that by the number of guests the room has accommodated. Shine a black light on it, and that mattress would look like Jackson Pollock painting, if you catch my drift. Now imagine leaving that mattress in an abandoned building for a few years, with pigeons and homeless people roosting on the mattresses.
The men loading those mattresses onto that trailer? American heroes.
