The dark mutterings of a former mild-mannered reporter for a large metropolitan daily newspaper, now living in obscurity in central Indiana.
Friday, May 04, 2007
Work for the kid
Austin carrying concrete.
The slab we had poured a couple of weeks ago is almost gone.
George, our construction guy, agreed on Thursday to give Maria's son Austin a shot as a laborer, which enabled Austin to quit his low-paying department store job that was killing him with a 50-mile commute in these days of $3+/gallon gas.
He worked for George on Friday and got $100 for his efforts, along with an invitation to stay with the crew when they finish up the slab work on Monday.
They even let him run a jackhammer.
This is Austin's kind of work and he revels in it. He has a great work ethic - if he can remember to get up in the morning and show up for work. If he can stay focused, he can probably do well in George's operation.
George and his crew demolishing the faulty, misplaced slab.
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