I bitched yesterday about the weird impact of peeling potatoes on my hands, and got some surprising support for my experience. Today I am still feeling it.
But I'm fine, I'll live.
Tonight I'm thinking about "KP". In my first intentional community, a college co-op at Oberlin, there were two jobs nobody wanted, so when signup time came, they were always available.
One of them was cleaning the bathroom. There were several bathrooms, it was a big building. Nobody wanted to clean the bathrooms.
But, actually, cleaning bathrooms is pretty easy. It might be a little gross sometimes, but it's easy, and it's fast, and you're a hero cuz you cleaned the bathroom.
The other hated job, tho, was KP (kitchen prep).
And I have not the slightest idea why it was a hated job!
Most nights, KP was zero.
Some nights, KP might be peel 50 pounds of potatoes, but, hey, we were a co-op, and co-ops are wealthy, and we had a potato peeling machine. It took less time to peel the potatoes than it did to clean the machine.
People, generally, don't understand how successful co-ops can be, given only motivated people willing to pool their time, energy, and money.
My college co-op housed 40 people and fed 80 people every night, at roughly 40% of the cost of a dorm and a cafeteria.
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Waldo Jaquith