my friend Marcel and I in middle school years would go around the city looking for odd jobs such as cuting yards grass,picking up trash,washing high rollers and drug dealers cars in the hood/ghetto.one day we were walking by a night club called the fam room,the owner was out in his parking lot bitching and raving about the broken beer bottles,glass,cigarette butts,and trash his club goers left from last night.he turned and looked at me and Marcel and start yelling at us, "do you see this s**t!,I ain't gonna be cleaning up behind these grown mother f**kers!"every f**kin night"! the club owner was up in age,so Marcel and I took the broom from him and started cleaning up the parking lot,he gave us a facial expression of grateful and said y'all let me know when you finish,I remember me and Marcel high five and dancing while we cleaned up the parking lot because we knew we were going to get paid big.after we finish the parking lot we went inside,of course it's day...