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Not just Izzy’s country, and nothing new. In 1981, I took a year off of college to work at the local nuclear power plant. The Laborers’ Union there had a waiting list in the hundreds, and started at $17/hour, which was d@mn good money for unskilled labor back then. You’d see ten laborers at once around a task. Two would work for a half hour, then would trade out for the next two, while everyone else sat around drinking coffee and chatting. The shop steward hinted I could jump the queue and get into the action, but idiot me had to go back to college.
Something dawns on me though: Today, here are many who consider “80’s Rock” to be some of the best – true classic stuff. (You yourself may or may not be among them.) Thinking back to when I was growing up during the 80’s (a memory triggered by this strip), a lot of folks (like Binkley) used to lament the fact that Rock was dying. It was even baked in to some of the music of the time.
Interesting to see how perspectives change over time and with generations.
One of my cousins was a real piece of work. She was not very intelligent. But she was clever in a limited way, and she knew how to work the system to perfection. Eventually she met a man with similar attributes. Their marriage was rock solid. Their mutual affection and real devotion to each other proved beyond a doubt that there is a match for every person on Earth — regardless of how repugnant the individuals may be. Anyway, Walt (not his real name) worked for the county highway department. He said his job was “backin’ off.” That is doing as little as possible. He succeed in that craft until, at length, he was sacked. Not to worry, though. Both of them managed to acquire disability incomes which, with their modest living requirements, allowed them to live comfortably. (Both have been dead for decades.)
Strod about 2 months ago
The underlying image is a just a little more readable than the slightly scaled version that most browsers produce:
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(Alternatively try making your browser window substantially wider… how much wider depends on the ads you get served, I think.)
Izzy Moreno about 2 months ago
In my country, this has been going on for decades.
You need a whole crew, no matter the size of the job, and only one works, while the rest sit around.
No matter the size of the job.
Ravenswing about 2 months ago
Not just Izzy’s country, and nothing new. In 1981, I took a year off of college to work at the local nuclear power plant. The Laborers’ Union there had a waiting list in the hundreds, and started at $17/hour, which was d@mn good money for unskilled labor back then. You’d see ten laborers at once around a task. Two would work for a half hour, then would trade out for the next two, while everyone else sat around drinking coffee and chatting. The shop steward hinted I could jump the queue and get into the action, but idiot me had to go back to college.
biglar about 2 months ago
This was always a favorite of mine.
Something dawns on me though: Today, here are many who consider “80’s Rock” to be some of the best – true classic stuff. (You yourself may or may not be among them.) Thinking back to when I was growing up during the 80’s (a memory triggered by this strip), a lot of folks (like Binkley) used to lament the fact that Rock was dying. It was even baked in to some of the music of the time.
Interesting to see how perspectives change over time and with generations.
Egrayjames about 2 months ago
…..and make sure those are Union Made donuts!
A# 466 about 2 months ago
One of my cousins was a real piece of work. She was not very intelligent. But she was clever in a limited way, and she knew how to work the system to perfection. Eventually she met a man with similar attributes. Their marriage was rock solid. Their mutual affection and real devotion to each other proved beyond a doubt that there is a match for every person on Earth — regardless of how repugnant the individuals may be. Anyway, Walt (not his real name) worked for the county highway department. He said his job was “backin’ off.” That is doing as little as possible. He succeed in that craft until, at length, he was sacked. Not to worry, though. Both of them managed to acquire disability incomes which, with their modest living requirements, allowed them to live comfortably. (Both have been dead for decades.)
ChessPirate about 2 months ago
“Goof Hard – The Dewey Cox Story”…
ncorgbl about 2 months ago
I liked Elvis. His music and movies were very good. But I envied him Ann-Margaret.
A Hip loving Canadian... about 2 months ago
How’s that for irony, Breathed created this comic strip literally while sitting on his backside.
oakie9531 about 2 months ago
saw Elvis live in ’75…still the king
David Rickard Premium Member about 2 months ago
This is nonsense. Everyone knows Elvis ended up fighting a mummy at an East Texas nursing home.