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January 7, 2011

day loafer day laborer

My mom asks if I hire day labor for this job. I tell her no, I hire white people. She asks me to explain

day labor is the guys who stand on the corner and when you pull up they charge your vehicle, five fit in the door and you only need one. You have to ask them to leave a few times. They come from Latin America. They want very badly to work, they send money home and sleep ten to a house, not going out after work, cooking at home.

The white people I hire are bohemians from the coffee shop. I don’t hire them because they are white but because they speak english and are bohemians.

my mother asks me to explain bohemians.

They sit in coffee shops and smoke cigarettes and talk about bands and movies and have part time jobs and make art on the side. They don’t usually work as hard or as fast as day laborers but bohemians tell great stories. That makes the day enjoyable.


  1. I tried to post this the other day but it would not let me.

    I thought you could use this as a discussion topic with your bohemians. I was bigfoot one year for Halloween while my best friend was Wild boy. Must have been ’78.

    Comment by al — January 7, 2011 @ 8:39 am

  2. Did that post work? hmmm

    Comment by al — January 7, 2011 @ 8:40 am

  3. I don’t think it did. I think if I include a link to a website it might have to get ok’d by JSR?

    Comment by al — January 7, 2011 @ 8:41 am

  4. Sorry, it’s true. I have to approve comments with links because so much spam gets in otherwise.

    Comment by Rolston — January 8, 2011 @ 11:46 am

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