Ok. So I drove to the local farms to see if anyone would be outside working, but I think the -25 kept them inside for the most part. So I pulled over beside one of their "portable homes" and knocked on the door. A man answered it and I asked if I could talk to them about some side work.
Invited me in and asked if I wanted a drink (Mexicans are seriously friendly), and I declined and I asked if anyone wanted to make $50 doing a quick cleanup for me.
Someone shouted, "If it's a body I want $100" and they all started laughing...
"It is a body" I said... "Of an animal"...
A few guys agreed to come with me, but when the one smallish gentleman asked, the other guys allowed him to go. No idea why.
Anyways, he hops in and I gave him the $50 up front, so he knew I wasnt gonna screw him. took him to my place, about 5km away. we talked, and he introduces himself as Icazbalseta (or something) but told me to call him Icaz. So I did.
I explained what happened and he laughed. "No problem for me" he said.. He was pretty shy but very friendly. I asked how life was, how he was dealing with the cold etc. He hated the cold, but loved Canada, loved the $, and wanted to move his family here... but with the amount he makes here, he gets to live like a king back home... here, he wouldnt be close to that, so he said he'd likely keep doing the 6mos here, 6mos there deal.
I told him I wont stick around for the cleaning.. didnt wanna see it. He just laughed and took care of it.. removed the mangled carcass and told me at -25 he wasnt gonna be hosing down the blood under the hood, which made obvious sense... he also told me it WAS a cat. ####.
I invited him in for a warm drink, so we shared a couple glasses of Crown Royal Reserve. Warms ya up real nice, and I rolled a joint and he took a few hits. Said he didnt love the weed in Canada as it's too potent (Jamaican farm hands here HATE canadian weed, claiming it makes them ######ed). we talked a bit, mostly him telling me stories. Genuine guy.
We got back in my car and I asked if he needed to go anywhere (in the middle of nowhere they only can ride their bikes, or they get a weekly trip via chartered bus to the grocery store) and he told me not to worry, but I insisted.
Took him to the drugstore for some chap stick, cough medicine and some gum. I took care of the bill, even tho he really didnt want me to.
Took him back and he thanked me profusely for the $50. I thanks him doubly for the cleanup. He then invited me for dinner this week, said they have a big "potluck" type deal on the weekend... I'll agreed on the spot when he told me theyd have mole negro on the menu.
Worked out great today, aside from killing someones pet.. That really killed my buzz