That was good money back in the day. GCs couldn’t wait for school to get out in the summers because we’d be lined up, tools in hand, ready to swing hammers and handle dirt. The only job I would turn down every time, is bucking hay. I couldn’t stand it. Roofing, construction, chopping and splitting wood, mowing lawns... all day. Buck hay... nope. Not for one darned second if I could help it. Just had to sometimes because my dad loaned my ass out to some farmer for a couple of days because the ol’ boy took care of my dad’s stock for him during elk season. Dude would run my butt ragged for those couple of days too and I wouldn’t get paid for any of it. Maybe a lunch, but that was about it. Ain’t that a b!tch?
“ The only job I would turn down every time, is bucking hay.”
Cmon man, that was honest work!
Stack them suckers 6 high on the hay rack.
Or be in the barn to stack them