Last night I didn’t sleep well. Which means I didn’t get up in time this morning. Which means I didn’t have time to pack my lunch. Which means I had to buy this for lunch today:
The grocery store down the road from where I work has a pretty decent deli with prices that aren’t too horrible. I got this salad for $2.
While I was there, there was a woman guiding around what appeared to be three newbies, young, probably still in high school. She was talking in a super condescending voice (“If, and only if, you’re a shining star will we even consider taking you on full-time.” Yes, she said shining star.) and she annoyed me. I was glad she wasn’t my boss.
That made me start to think of my first job. I think I was in 8th grade and I worked at the local DQ-copycat place called the Dairy Whirl. The owners totally took advantage of my trusting nature and shorted me on quite a few paychecks until my parents noticed there were some discrepancies and stepped in. But it taught me to always look at my paycheck, so I guess lesson learned there.
You see how a salad can lead into a story about when I was a teenager? Nicely played.
- Cheap isn’t always bad.
- Always look at your paycheck stub.