Wednesday, July 11, 2012

The Work Force as I Know of It

I've been working since 1973 at the age of 13. I sold Sunday's NY Daily news when it was 30 cents. I started out with a dollar and after I finished, I had over $35. Not bad for back then. </p>
<p>In Junior High School, I got my Workibg Papers. I worked for a friend of my mother's, in his grocery store, watching the vegetables and fruit outside. On the side, I went to the store for family &amp; friends of family. They gave me whatever they wanted which was nice cause I was really doing it not expecting pay. During the Summer, I got a job working in The Summer Youth Program. I worked for The Department of Relocation. That year..'The Bronx Was Burning', many fires. The agency I worked for, inspectore went to burned out apartment building and determined if it was safe to live in. If it wasn't, city palce you in a Hotel that was located on The Grand Concourse. Money was slip into my pocket to help persude me to send your family there..corruption rapid. Money came in hand too, since that whole Summer each week there wasn't a paycheck at pay station for me. Then I went into The Army for 6 years, this was 1977.</p>
<p>Upon my honorable discharge, started in a deli right around the corner from where I lived with my parents. Been workibg with food since then, this was in 1982. I love customer service. It gives me pleasure. Meeting new people, seeing the same faces establiahes a bond. I worked for the State of New York, in 1984 as A Mental Hygiene Thearpy Aide for The Crimminally Insane, alost drove me crazy too, let afte 4 1/2 years, too much of a strain, went bkack into Food Service.</p>
<p>I worked a LOT of places in NYC. If I were to place them all on my resume, at least 10 pages. But to me its like that with food service. You learn somethibg new, then you move on to something, another place to learn something new. The longest I've spent in one place was 3 years. Now, I'm giving any place 6 months, you don't offer me a management position, I'm here til I find something else. Sorry, but that's how I am.</p>
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