Name tag memories
Here we go. A little more of my work history. I am digging deep on this one going back to one of my very first jobs. As a trophy I still have my name tag. One of those ones created using a plastic label maker. It fit well with the job. I was hired by the nearest supermarket just across the back fence to pack groceries. No experience necessary just a willingness to get in and out of peoples cars. Curves were larger back then. I thought I was doing well. I had learned right off the bat to put the heavy cans at the bottom of the bags and the squishy stuff on top. That is how it’s supposed to work right? But I can also do simple math and I figured out after only a matter of days that I was not getting the same number of shifts as my coworkers. I was a little kid with a little paycheck. And I had to figure out why. It turns out that I was hired to hide a common secret in retail. One of the other people, hired exactly the same day as me, was the son of the store manager. One of those little details that you cannot beat when it comes to looking for the best deal in the business. He got the hours and I got to go home with my name tag. The economy was good back then and it did not take long for me to find a better job that paid more money with a chance to stay around for more than a few days. The only downside was that I had to walk a little further to work. Having your employment just across the back fence is nice. And in future I learned to look at who was being hired with me. Does it matter in the long run? No, not really, this was not a job with long term opportunity. And I did get to keep my name tag which is worth something in the nostalgia business period.
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