A long time ago I took a part time job as a dishwasher at a local pizza place. Most nights, the GM would show up about 2 hours before closing, do a bunch of key bumps with with the cooks in the kitchen, then he would man the front counter. While doing so, he would browse backpage on a netbook, all while customers were still ordering and dining. Occasionally he would ask our opinions on who to pick. He wasn’t just browsing, and at some point would end up on the phone with a girl discussing where, when, and how much, etc.
The crazy part to me was that his wife was one of the prettiest women I’ve ever seen, with a wonderful personality too. Perfect 10. Last I heard, the GM blew it big time, wrecked his car, lost the job, arrested, wife left with the kids, everything.
Despite everything I just told you, he was one of the best bosses I ever had, and I hope he turned his life around.
A long time ago I took a part time job as a dishwasher at a local pizza place. Most nights, the GM would show up about 2 hours before closing, do a bunch of key bumps with with the cooks in the kitchen, then he would man the front counter. While doing so, he would browse backpage on a netbook, all while customers were still ordering and dining. Occasionally he would ask our opinions on who to pick. He wasn’t just browsing, and at some point would end up on the phone with a girl discussing where, when, and how much, etc.
The crazy part to me was that his wife was one of the prettiest women I’ve ever seen, with a wonderful personality too. Perfect 10. Last I heard, the GM blew it big time, wrecked his car, lost the job, arrested, wife left with the kids, everything.
Despite everything I just told you, he was one of the best bosses I ever had, and I hope he turned his life around.
This has been my backpage story.