Originally posted: 11/17/2008
Well, my child is quite the entrepreneur, she takes after her mom I've gotta say. She and the 2 little girls across the street have started a business, excuse me, "bisnis", raking leaves in the neighborhood. Quite smart they are....or are they? They started out charging a quarter per girl! Their rates went up quite a bit by the time they got to my house. I got screwed 2 ways, I had to wait until last and then I had to pay the high price. That's what I get for supporting my kid's work ethic. Anyhu, they actually got 50 cents a piece for their first job and they barely finished picking up the last leaf before they were onto the next job, where they made $2.50 apiece! They were each making $3-5 per night for a few nights there! They had a few days off because of rain and busy schedules. When they next picked up their rakes to do another neighbor's house I went outside to see how they were getting on and encourage them to do their best to get even more jobs. It was then that I heard a sound....and lo and behold as I'm standing out there, the dad of the two little girlfriends begins to do his own front yard with a leaf blower. What? This dad is like China.....taking the work away from good, hard working Americans! Him and his highly efficient leaf blower. Ah China, how can my baby compete with that efficiency and speed? And worst yet, you know who pays my child's unemployment benefits when there is no work to be found, that'd be me. Geez, all she wants is a quarter for chrissake. It's simple Obama-nomics.....(or something, really I just wanted to say Obama-nomics again.) **Just as a sidenote, the girls did get paid previously by China to do his backyard. Apparently he was in too big a hurry to wait for them to do his front yard as well. Unlike me who waited for them until the snow was imminent and the decaying leaves were a thick carpet turning my grass prematurely brown. Could I be any more patriotic?
Sunday, December 14, 2008
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