One of those things I wouldn't put on myself - someone else would have to be sitting there watching it. Spies sounds int
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Fletcherj119 — 9 years ago(January 30, 2017 10:14 PM)
I took a taxi back and forth to work frequently. I worked in the next town over, but there was none available to take me home if I worked at night, so I made the hour-long walk.
I always walked to the place I partied - it was in town, but sometimes we'd jump in cars from the place and hang out in someone's out of town apartment. -
Fletcherj119 — 9 years ago(February 03, 2017 11:35 AM)
Yah. The job was always horrible. I worked there through most of the '80s. Swore I'd never return, but in 2004 I was unemployed and went back. I was supposed to search for better employment once I was there, but I got lazy. The following year the owner died of cancer, so the Greek guy that ran the day shift (who previously owned his own place) took over. He brought his kids in who recently graduated and it was a horror show dealing with the family thing. I was getting paid great, but I knew I'd walk out eventually.
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Fletcherj119 — 9 years ago(February 05, 2017 03:17 AM)
One reason I stayed as long as I did was that
I knew the kids wanted me out of there (the older one was the unofficial assistant manager and I refused to kiss his ass as others did). But when I know somebody's plotting behind my back to try to either get me to quit or have me fired, it makes me determined to bust their balls by covering my ass and countering their moves to make them suffer with my continued presence.
But finally the last straw showed itself.