So this last weekend I helped my brother with some work on his lot. He had a slab where a barn used to be that we had to break out. It was interesting because I was in charge of this bad boy! That’s right, a mini green tractor. I felt weird though because back in the day I was the laborer with the shovel that loaded the bucket up while the lazy operator just sat there. Well now it was my turn while the (legally) hired Mexicans loaded the bucket. It actually made me feel lazy because I was thinking that the Mexicans were thinking that I was lazy. Did that make sense? Sure!
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