Timeless advice for crummy jobs

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Timeless advice for crummy jobs.

That, my friends, is an eight pack of Coca-Cola.

You know how difficult it is to pluck a bottle off a plastic ring? I think Coke’s packaging engineers were trying to address this problem.

Let’s be generous and call it an over-correction.

The poor bagger at checkout—the 8-packs were on special, three for $12. He’d pick one up and half of the bottles would fall off like overripe grapes and roll every which way across the floor.

I vaguely remember being young. One time, I came home from a shift at Wendy’s and sat down with my Dad at the kitchen table. I complained about what a crapass job it was, especially the managers.

“How much do you make an hour?” he asked me.

“Minimum wage,” I told him.

“How much does McDonald’s pay?”


“Burger King?”

“The same.”

“You know what that means?” he asked me.

I didn’t.

“Never take shit from anybody.”

Not the most profitable advice I ever received, but certainly the most enjoyable. How I miss my old man.

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