The Master Mason watched as the Foundation Stone was lifted
from its point of origin and swung out
and over the construction site.
“I’d hate to have your job,” said a voice to his left. He shifted his focus and beamed down at the sceptical looking youngster, “all that responsibility.”
“Oh, it has its moments, you know,” smiled the Mason.
Some time later, as the Master Mason oversaw
the intricate manouvres which left the stone in its new position,
a voice from his right piped up, “I’d love to have your job.” Again he shifted his focus to beam down at the incredulous youngster, “all that glory!”
“Oh, it’s not all it’s cracked up to be, you know,” he smiled.