We were doing piece work. The men were in charge of regulat-
ing the machines. Sometimes there would be six lathes to one
man. In the meantime you just stand around and time passes
and you know you’ll get fired. He’s happily working away at his
girlfriend’s lathe. The rest can wait. Ed, I’ve stood there some-
times so wild with anger. And when they’re eating and drinking,
what do they talk about if not the horses? Women. They passed
the word to each other who was good in bed. They exploited
our misery just like the owners. Or Wilhelm and his generals.
