Not long ago our son CJ was scheduled for
a graveyard shift at our local police department where he’s a records
specialist. This got me thinking about the only time I worked graveyard, back
in the early 70s during a break from college. My mother worked at the Almaden
bottling plant in Los Gatos, California, and she pulled a few strings to get me
a job, just as she had for my older brother a few years earlier. The job didn't go well. Read about it (here).
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ReplyDeleteBelieve it or not, but I've seen quite a few elderly co-workers in the past keep up with or do more work than their younger counterparts.
Deletehahaha nice...its how i worked my way through college...working in a tire factory...
ReplyDeletei would actually love to do it again...i enjoyed the rhythm and easy thoughts