DECENT LIVING
My brother’s friend Evan’s father owns a metal factory. I do not know exactly what I do there, but I know that one time when I asked him he said something about machine aluminum. I do not even really know what that means, but I just nodded politely as he talked to me about it. I know that he makes a decent living doing it though, because their house is huge. It is one of the bigger houses I have ever seen. They belong to the country club that I caddy at, and often I caddy for his dad, Gary. He is a really good golfer, as is Evan. Sometimes Evan comes out with Gary on the links, and I carry both of their bags. It is more fun to caddie for somebody I know, because it is always more laid back and fun. Plus, since they are good golfers, my job is usually easier. Not to mention that Gary is a great tipper. It is funny, but all of the caddies usually know exactly how much they are going to make solely based on who they are caddying for. I miss that job sometimes. It really paid very well for the amount of work I had to do in only four hours.
