60's guy
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Other than having a paper route when you were 12 years old, what was your first real job you got and had to pay income tax?
My first job was at an Italian bakery. For $1:00 an hour, I scrubbed and washed stainless steel pots 30" in diameter. I also had to take baked products and place them into one of or the other of two freezers.
One freezer was set at -30 degrees for cookies and other delicate baked goods.
The other freezer was set at -50 degrees for breads etc.
The bakery was a family owned business filled with, family.
There wasn't a single day that I did not see one of the "family" walk out of the cookie freezer without a cookie in their hand and eat it.
One day I decided that it might also be okay if I walked out of that freezer with a cookie and eat it.
Wrong decision!
Five minutes later the owner (Dante) had me sitting in a chair in front of him. He told me that he had witnesses who had told him that I had stolen and ate a cookie. He said, "I should fire you for stealing."
I laughed at him and also said enough to him to make him realize that I wasn't just another 16 year old kid for him to intimidate.
The day after I told Dante to go Fuck himself, and his family, I got myself another job for more money.
Everyone has a story. What's yours?
My first job was at an Italian bakery. For $1:00 an hour, I scrubbed and washed stainless steel pots 30" in diameter. I also had to take baked products and place them into one of or the other of two freezers.
One freezer was set at -30 degrees for cookies and other delicate baked goods.
The other freezer was set at -50 degrees for breads etc.
The bakery was a family owned business filled with, family.
There wasn't a single day that I did not see one of the "family" walk out of the cookie freezer without a cookie in their hand and eat it.
One day I decided that it might also be okay if I walked out of that freezer with a cookie and eat it.
Wrong decision!
Five minutes later the owner (Dante) had me sitting in a chair in front of him. He told me that he had witnesses who had told him that I had stolen and ate a cookie. He said, "I should fire you for stealing."
I laughed at him and also said enough to him to make him realize that I wasn't just another 16 year old kid for him to intimidate.
The day after I told Dante to go Fuck himself, and his family, I got myself another job for more money.
Everyone has a story. What's yours?