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But back to to point- maybe Not having a job is the worst job!


Joe, I was only kidding. I was the kid that grew up in a rent house just 3 houses away from "Fuller Hill"-that was sort of the projects where I grew up. Not government subsidized, but close. Most the people that lived there had only 1 parent and were dirt poor.

We were poor, just not dirt poor. My parents stayed married till I got out of high school, then they divorced. I was one of those academic/athlete students but in the summer time I flipped my share of burgers and I worked "under the shed" packing peaches at a local orchard. Under the shed-meaning, it was out out of the hot sun but open and unairconditioned. I sorted peaches at a conveyer belt as the peaches came off the truck. I think one week I must have worked 60 hours for a whole $63.00. It bought a few clothes for school. Also, I babysat, which was my least favorite job because I didn't like being without an adult in other people's houses.

I shouldn't kid about stuff like that, I guess.

"Grits is one of those country-boy words that is both singular and plural-like deer, elk and sheep. I think the singular is appropriate when there's a modifier that makes it clear one is talking about something specific. Like, 'Grits are good for you, but these here grits is tasty.'"~~Joe Wrabek