Around Christmas the citrus orchards around me would finish with the final pick. I would go to the farmer and ask if I could pick some left on the trees to sell for Christmas money. They would always agree and I would pick fruit, package in brown paper grocery bags and sell door to door for $1 a bag. Doesn’t sound much but it was 60 years ago and I made enough.
Just read an article this morning about a school district not acting on a bullying complaint. The bullying resulted in the death of a 13 yo after being punched and hitting his head. Cost a life, 2 school administrators their jobs, and I am sure their careers, and the school district $27 million. School district lawyer said that was the going rate. Strip is not so funny now.
Oh my, an oldie. I remember that joke from when I was younger and that was a long time ago!