Earlier today I was cruising out to my coastal spot to get some sun on my whatnot and stopped at a landscape business that has had a now hiring sign up the last few times I’ve passed it. I know fuckall about irrigation, etc but I’m a hard worker and want to get back to outdoor work one way or another. I walked inside and went upstairs to the office. The owner was talking to one of two women about a client request and told me he’d be with me in a minute. A few minutes later he comes over and after some q&a and me telling him about my 4th of July weekend where I collected larger rocks and dragged them in a wagon to rebuild the firepit at the family cabin he says, “well, I’ll give just about anyone a chance.”
Gave me an application and told me only the foremen speak English and that hopefully I don’t have to endure too much reverse discrimination. I said I was used to it from winery work and look forward to learning Spanish. He asked when I wanted to start and I told him I had to sort out daycare with my son’s mom. I filled out the app at a library on my way back from the coast and turned it back in just before close. The only person there was one of the women who turns out to be the designer. I handed her the resume and she said I should expect to hear from him in the morning. I’m excited to get back to physical work outdoors and to learn something new. Hopefully I can win over the hearts of my Mexican brothers.
I know I’m not there yet, but I got a good feeling. Kinda like that one time the massage hoor stuck her finger up me bum.