BAD driver--no, BAD CHAPLAIN.

Another shift, another mortuary call. I went back to the ambulance entrance to let the attendant in with his cot. "It's slippery out here," he said (it was snowing/sleeting). "You need some ice-melt here--but, wait, maybe you get extra business this way??" (BRAT). I said, "Well, YOU could get some business too, you know." Delighted, he said, "Hey, you're right!!" We looked at each other. "Why don't you just take some business cards and scatter them around on the icy spots?" I suggested. "That's what I usually do."