Ha, good story!
When I turned 15 I knew what was coming with my dad and getting a summer job from seeing my older brother's experience. Plus I wanted the cash as I had a girlfriend and thought I'd make myself a hero to both, so I took a bus out to Sweeney Construction co. where my brother had his first job, applied and got the job on the spot to start work the next morning, I'm not even sure it was legal for a 15 yr. old in those days before McDonald's et al.
When I got home I studied the bus schedule and figured to get to the job site ( construction of a new suburb including street, utilities, houses, the whole build up on the other side of town)I would have to make two transfers and would still arrive a half hour after the 7 a:m start I was instructed to be there. Anyway, the manager excepted my excuse and sent me over to a crew working on the sewer under the street and branching to the individual houses. In hind site years later I realized the crew leader's eyes must have lit up when he saw such dumb fresh meat sent to him.
The dumbass co. had allowed cheap ass buyers of the first homes who didn't want to be paying temporary rent and mortgages at the same time to move in before the sewer system had been built out. Told, I'm sure, not to use the facilities for a couple of days until the work was done, they went ahead and pissed and shit their little hearts out...naturally. So the boss hands me a shovel with a broke off handle, about a foot and half long total and tells me to climb down the built in iron handles of the side of a manhole. As soon as I started to climb in the odor caused me to hurl the oatmeal and toast my mom had made for breakfast. I hurled until nothing was left and dry heaved the whole time as I filled a bucket lowered on a rope dripping all over my head and shoulders as the bucket was raised until the jam up was cleared enough for the residents to continue to blissfully relieve themselves. This went on until about noon when I'd climb out in time for a lunch break and wolf down my bologna sammies without cleaning up literally coated, arms head, shoulders, back, hands, everything, as there was no water on site yet.
I quickly learned to skip breakfast until I got switched to a regular ditch digging crew.
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