[fjpoblam]

My first job was, bailing hay, on a farm, in the hot sun, for very low wages...

One day, during an afternoon break, I was "bugged" by a fly. It kept buzzing my face. I kept swatting it away. It kept returning. Over and over.

Finally, in frustration, I remarked, "This fly must think I'm sh*t!"

The farm boss replied, "It's hard to fool a fly!"