Steady Eddy worked for Joe Money. Joe wasn’t a great guy but he paid good and proper on Thursdays. And, for all that Eddy griped, he was on shift at Joe’s Fishtown plant the day it closed.
Business gone to China was all the bosses said. True, false, who knew?
Years later, weeds grew round the place Eddy thought his son would end up working. That is, if the boy didn’t look out, as Eddy used to say.
The trouble is, young Ed isn’t working at all, apart from odd jobs.