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Monday, Aug 17, 2026 - Posted by Rich Miller * Way back in the recession of 1982-83, I had a two-hour per day minimum wage job cleaning up after the butcher in a grocery store in Savanna, Illinois. Not a great gig, especially since I was (kinda) trying to be vegetarian, but it was the only job I could find in that town at the time. Savanna had always been a railroad town, and so it saw more than its share of hobos in those days. On rare occasions, one would knock on the butcher shop’s back door and politely ask for some meat. I tried to oblige whenever possible and never got caught. I saw this song pop up on my feed last night and thought of that awful job. Here’s John Lee Hooker… Your worst job?
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