bit of long grampa story..........
Just got done washing/waxing the wife's car, and was sitting on the front porch drinking a beer and cooling off when the neighbor pulled up and yelled across the yard, " see your hard at it", I yelled back "yeah since I retired I actually get paid to do this!!!". as I was sitting there thinking I remember a story my grampa always used to tell us kids.
It happened back in the 1920's or 30's when he had a small farm and six girls and no help so he hired out to the neighbors for any handyman/farm hand work available. Well just so happens there was a gentleman just half mile down the road who had a big farm and owned the local general store. Well grampa ended up working for him quite a bit around the farm and in the store sometimes.
well turns out one day the old fellow came up to grampa it was a slow day and told him he could take the rest of the day off, I guess my grampa told him he could really use the money and wasn't there something he could do. Turns out there was a small river/creek that ran along the road back to their farms and under one certain bridge lived a big ole musky. it had never been caught and every time someone hooked it and it got away it seemed to get bigger. well the old gentleman told grampa to take the rest of the day off with, with pay!, and go catch that muskey for him, he made grampa promise if he caught it to bring it right up and give it to him, he wanted to brag to everyone that he caught it himself.
Grampa used to laugh to himself when he told us that story and I asked him once if he ever caught it? He gave me a funny look and said, "youngun that man paid me to lay in the shade under that old bridge and fish, If I had caught it I would have turned it loose, many the day the fish I caught was all your mom and aunts had for dinner." he got paid to fish 2-3 times a month in the warm weather and that story always stuck with me, as grampa wasn't a lazy man, but he used to brag about being paid to go fishing.
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Sounds like Gramp's boss was a fine boss.
There's thousands of healthy people around me that get paid to lay around in the shade, fish, do drugs or nothing at all ..…. it's called welfare. Your Grandpa's boss apparently was a good man, not many would have made that offer during hard times 👍️
"Never do wrong to make a friend----or to keep one".....Robert E. Lee
not sure his boss was really that good a guy, letting grampa go a few hours early every few weeks to catch a fish he wanted for himself so bad he would do just about anything to get it, just so he could tell everyone he caught it, sounds like some politicians of today, let someone else do the work then claim the credit…….