Unbiased reporting from this Worker's Paradise in the Peoples Republic of California.
Posted on 09/24/2007 8:14:07 AM PDT by SmithL
Pool boys are supposed to conduct torrid affairs with lonely pool owners. James Razsa has passionate feelings about his client, but not the kind likely to turn romantic.
Razsa cleans former President George H.W. Bush's pool, in Kennebunkport, Maine.
An enduring American figure, the pool boy has long stood for one lowly half of the nation's class gulf. When the pool owner happens to have been the most powerful man on the planet, and the pool boy happens to be one of the planet's great despisers of power, the metaphor explodes into 1,000 points of light.
"If every American had to pool-boy for these people for a day, you'd have a revolution on your hands," is how he sees things.
The 23-year-old from rural Maine says he cleans several pools in the area, not just the Bushes', for a large pool-cleaning company. He works about 45 hours a week, and calls it the easiest job he ever had. He's paid $9 an hour -- "pennies thrown at my feet," relative to the wealth all around him, he says.
Maybe his education about "the ignorant rich" is worth a few additional pennies: "I didn't know places like this existed in Maine. Half an hour from the trailer where I live, there are places with multiple Ferraris, and guest houses five times larger than my trailer," he says.
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Unbiased reporting from this Worker's Paradise in the Peoples Republic of California.
Where to start, where to start? I guess I can only say that the worst racists are the libs and the worst class snobs are the libs. “Pool boy”? “Pool boy”?
BTW thread is just crying out for a Looter Guy pic!
We pay $25 per week/cleaning for our lap pool when it was up and running (roof blew off and flooded the room/mold last year).
It takes about 30 to 40 min. to clean/chemical our small lap pool.
If he wasn’t poor lazy and uneducated,he could be an owner.
Apparently this writer does not know the role pool boys play in a certain genre of women’s literature, ahem, and in the electronic media. See Scrubs episode entitled My Dirty Secret. The pool boy a stereotype, the 21st century equivalent of the gamekeeper in Lady Chatterley’s Lover, not exactly an icon for organized labor.
Of all the pathetic hit pieces I’ve read from the sad sacks in the left wing media, this is one of the most pathetic I think I’ve ever seen.
Where to start is right! Sounds like the real jerk is the pool boy. Must be hard to clean that pool with a two-ton chip on his shoulder.
Pool boy you are a L-O-S-E-R.
Apparently this writer does not know the role pool boys play in a certain genre of women’s literature,
you must have missed the first sentence....
Hmmm, torrid affairs AND $9.00 an hour? Wonder if there are any openings for a 50 year old with a few extra inches around the middle but still in decent shape?
Re #10 - Do you all have a pool?
Sorry I did not make myself clear. My point being the pool owners are not exactly lonely. They are promiscuous. You must have missed Desperate Housewives (although the pool boy there was actually the yard boy.)
In July of 1978 I stayed at a home in Biddeford pool (spelling). It was one of those giant, old money homes. My girlfriend at the time was from one ‘old money’, her family owned the house for generations. The back of the house abutts a gold course there.
The family was Democrat, and hardcore leftwing at that. during my week long stay, I had a conversation with the cook, who was married to the garderner/driver. We talked about the local area, weather in Maine that time of year, what was for dinner.
Later that evening, my girlfried - on instructions from her grandmother - explained to me ‘you don’t talk to the help.’
Coming from a Teamster family....I noted to this young woman I had dated throughout highschool ‘I AM the help. My dad’s a Teamster truck driver, remember?’.
It was the first time I ever encountered liberalism, folks.
And I was appalled by it. This family touted all the leftwing causes of that time frame, including Global COOLING was going to kill us all.
The next day, after wandering around the neighborhood (a spectacular monastery type building is in the neighborhood for example, huge red brick building) we had dinner, and after small talk about the house and its amazing collection of antiques...I asked ‘who lives next door?’.
The grand matriarch laughed and said ‘Oh, the former Ambassador to China....they are polite, but not ‘our kind’ of people...’
That neighbor was GHW Bush, folks, and you see the house in the pics.
Bottom line is the ‘townies’ are not given much thought by any of the old money types that live there, and it has nothing to do with politics.
I hate people who pee in their pools....JK
I’d love to know the Kennedys’ pool boy’s opinion of them.
Bush has poor taste in picking workers. I doubt Bush had any say in the matter.
I’m not a GWB basher BTW.
He wants to make movies, which is the first line in the biography of most lifetime busboys.
He is a 50 year old family man, who gets $60 a month - times 160 clients.
Of course he worked his butt off building his own business and HE is it’s only employee...AND it is NOT the easiest job in the world like this dweeb calls his job.
btw, the house I stayed at was called ‘Zipheus’ (phonetically, I don’t know greek, nor the spelling in greek) meaning ‘swordfish’.
The ego of all that live there is unbelievable - by that I mean the entire neighborhood, that comes to this part of Maine for three months, June - August, each year.
Doesn’t surprise me.
I once worked for a fairly famous private investigator that lives in CT, but worked in NYC. His wife once assured me that New York City was ‘the center of the universe’....(eyes rolling)
I thought at the time, but didn’t say ‘Does that make where you live the arsehole, or armpit...”
(chuckle)
Pool boy or Poor boy?
“The 23-year-old from rural Maine says he cleans several pools in the area,”
“There are two things I wanted to do since I was a little kid. The first was join the Marines and then transfer to the Navy Seals,” he says. When he got older, that dream unraveled. “I tried to talk myself into it being okay, but I couldn’t get past the possibility of the government misusing our service.”
“The second dream remains: He wants to make films. Over the last few years, he’s learned a fair amount, and he hopes to make it to Los Angeles in the months ahead”
What a typical flake, another tattooed stoner, dreamer.
I am a service plumber on the Southern California coast, including La Jolla and Rancho Santa Fe.
At that level of wealth, when I sometimes take the house elevator to get to bathrooms that resemble art museums, I run into a lot of rich people stories.
The only negative stories are from my liberal customers.
It is pathetic when I have to fight for my money from some super rich liberal, occasionally I have had to drop them as customers because I had to tell them that they are simply too difficult to work with.
I own my business and I want to enjoy my work, when I meet someone that has a negative personality or that makes me have to deal with the pain of having an unnecessary discussion, about a bill where the price was explained before I started the work, then I fire the customer, which seems to shock them.
One reason I am not rich, is that some of those potential customers I weed out on their initial phone call, because I can detect their attitude up front.
If I hear all the red flags then I redirect them back to the Yellow Pages to search for a plumber that will put up with their whining.
My conservative customers on the other hand seem to value quality service highly, I look at the work and give my prices in advance, I give them the best advice that I can.
In return I have no complaints about payment and they seem to sincerely appreciate our relationship. A number of those customers became friends over the years which has added to a very mixed and unusual social circle in my life.
Whats funny is this sap pool boy doesn’t understand the only reason he’s of interest is because he was the Bush’s pool boy....(chuckle)
A week from now, that won’t put any more money in his pocket.
From now on, however, anyone that screens him for a job will see how he did his former employers.....and that will help ensure he stays at 9 per hour for some time to come in my opinion.
Remind me never to gripe about a pool guy again, because the worst was better than this jerk.
wah wah wah
I’m sure that next week the SFC will have a story on Barbara Streisand’s pool boy.
/sarcasm
OMG, how awful!!! How can he stand it?!
It's isn't this guy's job or his location which make him a loser, it's that he lives a life dominated by envy.
It’s not Barbara Bush’s fault that you live in a trailer, and if she has hired people to ensure that her pool is heated to a specific temperature she has the right as a customer to expect that it will be at that temperature. The fact that Barbara Bush has a pool didn’t cause what happen in New Orleans, and I bet if you look at the relative lifestyles and possessions of the Mayor of New Orleans, and the La. governor you will find that they don’t live in trailers either, and that they live a lot more comfortably than a large percentage of their constituents. Why aren’t you pointing fingers at them? Read some books, get an education and stop blaming everyone else in the world because you haven’t made the efforts that would enhance your life.
Do you know what this is? Its the world's smallest violin playing just for the pool boys...
...I got two words for that: learn to f---in' type, 'cause if you're expecting me to help out with the rent you're in for a big f---in' surprise.
Not quite like your story but I started delivering newspapers when I was 11. I delivered a small town newspaper and home delivery was 40 cents a week. I hated collecting and noticed that those with mulitple cars, color televisions, big houses, etc, never seemed to have the 40 cents. Those with less always had the 40 cents.
I thought he was doing car-repair commercials.
I work for $8.00 an hour, I don’t wear a shirt, and I’ll need a note from your husband. :-)
That’s a great anecdote - I have crossed paths with some of the snooty New England leftists such as the “old money” condescending socialist twits well portrayed in a scene from “The Aviator” where Howard Hughes tells off Katherine Hepburn’s snotty mother. That scene made the whole movie for me.
I was the bar manager for 10 years at one of our oldest and wealthiest country clubs in town.
I used to tell people the reason they have so much money is they will break a finger picking a penny up off the bar.
For that matter, I made a whopping $2.85 an hour thirty years ago working at an amusement park and was grateful to have it. Many rich patrons were jerks, many poor patrons were jerks, and yet even I, a lowly peon, had enough class to keep my yapper shut when I smiled and dealt with them, and to be at least thankful they were paying my way by letting me work for them. I suggest YOU go get an education, a better job, and hopefully a muzzle, because anyone who has an income of over $30,000 a year is now going to want no part of your services, blabbermouth.
‘It was readily apparent that she, despite being gorgeous, effervescent, and articulate, was not well received. This was, unfortunately, highlighted later in the evening when the intoxicated matriarch and her grandson groom got into a heated (and very loud) exchange over the bride being “other people’s help” and a “simple farm girl” and “Papist”.’
Not surprising. Imagine the ‘horror’ the matriarch in my situation must have expressed privately at my being in the Navy at the time....(chuckle)
‘That’s a great anecdote - I have crossed paths with some of the snooty New England leftists such as the “old money” condescending socialist twits well portrayed in a scene from “The Aviator” where Howard Hughes tells off Katherine Hepburn’s snotty mother. That scene made the whole movie for me.’
I’ve never seen that movie, that makes it a ‘must view’ for me....(chuckle)
That stuff about ‘we don’t talk to the help’ has never left me. Its at the core of why I despise liberals so much, and trust fund babies in general.
I, for instance, would never dream of working at the DNC because my head would explode. Here, the customers paid him what they agreed to and he is complaining because the customers are wealthy? What a bean brain.
Bingo - the whole sorry episode is a morality play for the idiocy of socialism/communism.
Every since there were big houses on a hill and people who worked with their hands and their backs who could look up at those same big houses on the hill, there have been disaffected workers who have said “It’s so unfair that I’m down here working while those people up there are kicking back and sipping cold drinks”.
But what the workers who say/think that are sipping is Jonestown Kool-aid. When all it would take is to work hard, save their earnings, start a business and they could be in the big house.
It’s human nature, unfortunately, and it has caused untold misery for millions.
45 hours a week? Well, doesn't sound like he is terribly overworked. And he admits that it is the easiest job he's had. I guess I don't see what he's complaining about. I mean, heaven help him if he had to a work at a job that he actually found hard, and for more hours.
Maybe he just wants people to throw money at him for being such a good-looking guy? (/sarc)
I could tell you stories all day long, one multi-millionaire devoted his entire day to shadowing me so that when I needed a part he could run to Home Depot to buy it, because he didn’t want to pay the markup that I charge for my stock that I keep on the truck.
I was doing labor intensive work on drain repairs, so the material part probably involved $30 to $50.
He was one of those that the next time he called, I had to tell him that I was letting him go as a customer.
I appears he has enough money to waste some on tatoos.
I’m speechless. Who’d pay this idiot $9/HR?
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