Place could have been cleaned up better.  Maybe move some stock look better. Nah, just busting his chops.

Place could have been cleaned up better.  Maybe move some stock look better. Nah, just busting his chops.

He was my first hire there. Scruffy, boneheaded, acted country dumb. It took a lot of talking (and a few not necessarily legal beers out on the loading dock after hours) to find out that he'd never HAD to have discipline, never had to do a job right. He just kinda survived, and this non-burgerflipper job was his first after a life of foster homes and flops with his friends.

I was back in town, needed some things, and swung by. There a slightly fatter, much cleaned up man with a bright smile and a firm handshake showed me how he had kept things I used to do (and brought some back after there was an idiot in my spot after I left) and his own ideas. He's turned the place into a real shop, shipshape, and has his own 'project' kid, along with a wife and a handsome young boy.

I felt proud today. I'm normally a lurker, a cubicle poster-upper of printed out memes. But I wanted to throw it out there that sometimes you gotta take that chance. It may surprise you.