by Maureen Sweeney—Age 38—Salt Lake City, UT I had no idea what to expect on that first day when I taped my “Language Services” sign on a plastic table in the lobby of Atlanta’s downtown Best Western. My small team and I were there to help interpret between English and the numerous languages spoken by [...]
by Ashton—Age 17—Atlanta, GA You could say that the day I learned how to do things that required any level of skill at my job was the day I started hating it with every fiber of my being. I used to work at an art gallery, and the day I learned how to wire and [...]
by Paul de Denus—Age 56—Santa Rosa Beach, FL My Former Workweek Monday: 1. List new orders, post on board 2. Set up weeks production schedule 3. List supplies needed 4. New guy, Antwann, starting in printing area Notes: -Harry hung over and asleep on the four by eights (Wake him or sleep it off??) -Need [...]
by Richard Plant—Age 48—Staunton, VA Ronnie Gooch had greasy hair down to his shoulders. He wore a body like a jungle cat’s. Grunted fuck it to the power winch we cutters were supposed to use: with his bare hands hefted hundred-twenty pound black vinyl rolls and dropped them on the cutting table with a thunderous [...]
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