Everybody recognizes the president on sight.
If you run into a movie star or a singer, you beg them for their autograph and a picture.
But nobody thinks of the little guys, the ones who have the hard, nasty, discouraging, thankless work, so this is to you guys.
To the person who stands on the back of the garbage truck and empties everyone's trashcan, I salute you.
To the person who cleans the toilet stalls at public places, even after a particularly nasty accident, I salute you.
To the person who cleans up the port-a-potties after they are returned, I salute you.
To the person who stands there during construction on the road and holds the sign over his head telling you when it's okay to drive, I salute you.
To the person who comes up with the random activities and stuff on the back of a cereal box, I salute you.
To the person at the grocery store, restocking the refrigerator section, I salute you.
To the person running the cash register at the gas station, I salute you.
To the person who delivers the mail, I salute you.
And to all the other people with the difficult, seemingly unappreciated jobs, I salute you all too. And I sincerely thank you for your hard work. Without you guys, our country wouldn't be able to function.
My salute to you!
Cheers!
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