Hector was a garbage man for the city. His dream was to be in garbage management. Theodora was a princess from an island. One day she was on vacation at a beautiful resort when Hector jumped off his truck to dump garbage. At first he didn't notice her. He thought that she was just another can of garbage. He garbage-manfully upturned her.  
   “Hey!” She cried out.
  Hector dropped her. “I'm sorry! I
thought you were a can of garbage!”    
   “That's okay. I haven't taken a bath in 2 weeks.”
   “Me too,” said Hector.
   “Are you a garbage man?” She asked.
   “Yes. Some day I hope to be in garbage management!”
   “I'm a princess. My father is the king of our country.”
   “That's nice,” Hector replied, perturbed.
   “What is it?”
   “I'm tired of meeting royalty. They're always
hanging around cans of garbage.”
   “I didn't ask to be born,” Theodora said forlornly.
   “Me too,” said Hector.