I Guess I'm Doing All Right

We did more yard work today at the funeral home. We finished trimming the last of the hedges and pulling the last of the old mulch out of the beds. Then we fertilized the grass and began laying new mulch. While I was disposing of the old mulch, the owner asked me if I was still glad to be working there. I told him, "Yes, sir, I still love my job." He told me, "Good, we love having you." I take that to mean I'm doing a good enough job. He also complimented me a couple of weeks ago. He asked me if I liked the work, and I told him the same thing: "I love my job." He said, "It shows!"