“What have you got up your sleeve this time?” Marty asked, doubting they could have “real fun” heaving trash into a garbage truck.
“Check it out!” Ryan dumped a box of art supplies on the table.
“So?” Marty was confused.
“So let’s decorate the garbage truck today. I got the leftover supplies from my uncle’s wedding. Check it out—streamers, posters, balloons, the works!”
“But what about the boss?”
“Bob just laughed when I told him. But he said we’ve got to prep the truck before we clock in.”
“We had better hurry up, then.”
Ryan and Marty worked like ants on fast forward. They entangled the vehicle in a spider web of streamers. They slapped up a dozen “Just married” signs. By the time they finished, the truck looked like a rolling fireworks display.
All day long onlookers honked and waved. “Nice rig!” a mail carrier yelped. Even a police officer enjoyed a hearty laugh. “Congratulations!” he announced through the tinny loudspeaker on his car. For Ryan and Marty, that sweltering day in Columbus, Ohio, was the highlight of their summer.