y grandes hoyos
ya me despido
si un día yo regreso
por muy jodido!
I don't have permission to post this bc this a farewell poem written by Jesus. Hopefully he doesn't mind that I've posted it. I've been working with him for the last two weeks. He washes the dishes, I dry them. Working at El Rancho isn't exactly thrilling.
Today was especially slow and I spent most of my time practicing vocabulary words. Though I don't want to work in fast food for the rest of my life, part of me loves blue-collar jobs. I'm pretty sure I'd be happy as a professional roofer or house painter etc. The added bonus of speaking Spanish all day makes wiping up cheese sauce and being friendly to the racist customers worth it.
The other Jesus, older Jesus, thought this poem was so great that he taped it up above the dishwasher so everyone can read it.
Essentially, the poem says:
your small and large pots and pans
I say goodbye
If one day I return
I would already be