He thought that he could be at his best.
If he could be a trolley car driver in Key West.
He thought of all the interesting people that he could meet.
Just having a lot of fun while doing his greet.
It was his dream job.
To deal with a fun-loving happy tourist mob.
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Lamar, people do rationalise the way the driver did.+++10