My job is, my job has been, to put the turnips into bags, but today — Jerry got a call from downtown, my boss Jerry. I’m not a dumb guy, okay? There’s this whole politico-economic thing going on out here that I’m just a tiny part of, I get all that. But still. My back hurts from the scooping, my hands hurt.
Jerry says my job from now on is to put the turnips into sacks.about the author