When I was a teenager, our family would go into Salt Lake City, and I would see these homeless people, "hobos" we called them then, sitting around on the street, and I would think, "You lazy bums, get a job.
Cuando era adolescente, nuestra familia iba a Salt Lake City, y yo veía a estas personas sin hogar, "vagabundos" los llamamos entonces, sentados en la calle, y pensaba, "Vagabundos vagos, consigan un trabajo.