Working for a living
- McDonald's was my first job. Sixteen-year-old crew trainer and Drive-Thru Czar, at your service. It may not have been the most glamorous job, but hey - I was there when America was first given the McDLT! I also did birthday parties - that was actually a blast.
- There were two summers checking groceries at a Kroger Supermarket in Sugar Land, TX. I had fun wowing the customers by figuring the triple coupons in my head. And to this day, I can still identify many vatieties of apple with a mere glance. Pink Ladies are still my favorites.
- Convenience Store Clerk was not one of my favorites, but it had its moments. In addition to selling lots of condoms, cheap liquor & blue squishees, I became privy to many industry secrets. I challenge you to cook up a single can of nacho chili that's still tasty a week later.
- Gotham City crimefighter was only a temporary gig, but I couldn't resist the wardrobe.
- University Compter Center operator. You haven't experienced true power until you've had a lab of 25 Macintosh Pluses and 30 procrastinating college students in the palm of yor hand! <insert evil Vincent Price laughter here>
- Bartender. At a Ramada Inn. Don't ask.
- What else? There were a couple years after grad school working in various & sundry call centers: the sweatshops of the 90s. The high point: Apple tech support. The low point: "Thank you for calling the Sears Do-It-Yourself Repair Center. My name is Scott. May I have your phone number, please, area code first?"
