My first job out of college was a "career" at the Southland Corporation (aka 7-11) - clerk minimum wage. We had a nice little group - manager, my roomate at the time, Italian girl with large breasts (but I digress), manager and other guy.
I took a job in the parts dept of a VW dealership (career move). However I could not move myself to tell them I was quitting at the 7-11 so I worked daytime at VW and nightime at 7-11. I was gwtting really tired after three weeks of this.
Just about this time I finally saved up enough to buy a water bed - no more sleeping on the floor for me.
On the day the bed was installed I went to work and the guy from corporate showed up. He took us in the back one by one and explained that we were being fired because they suspected that someone was stealing from the store.
I was so tired by that point that I just looked the guy in the eye, shook his and and told him "thank you". The look on his face was priceless.
The ironic thing was that the one guy they kept was the only one we thought might have been stealing.
I cut back to the one job and eventually became a computer programmer once I realized that my brain was athrophying at the parts dept.
The girl's father was a surgeon so she caved in and took the job he was pushing as an aide in the cardiology unit.
My roommate went to work at the local head shop. I guess two out of three ain't bad.
I took a job in the parts dept of a VW dealership (career move). However I could not move myself to tell them I was quitting at the 7-11 so I worked daytime at VW and nightime at 7-11. I was gwtting really tired after three weeks of this.
Just about this time I finally saved up enough to buy a water bed - no more sleeping on the floor for me.
On the day the bed was installed I went to work and the guy from corporate showed up. He took us in the back one by one and explained that we were being fired because they suspected that someone was stealing from the store.
I was so tired by that point that I just looked the guy in the eye, shook his and and told him "thank you". The look on his face was priceless.
The ironic thing was that the one guy they kept was the only one we thought might have been stealing.
I cut back to the one job and eventually became a computer programmer once I realized that my brain was athrophying at the parts dept.
The girl's father was a surgeon so she caved in and took the job he was pushing as an aide in the cardiology unit.
My roommate went to work at the local head shop. I guess two out of three ain't bad.