But I don't understand the sushi crazy, if I wanted a bowl of rice I would order a bowl of rice.
I don't like raw meats, fish, and you can have my wasabi.
I will eat a spider roll and I do like cooked eel.
But you lose or win out if you take me for sushi.
There are just better things to eat in my book.
Keep your raw oysters and hold the blue cheese.
6. While we were trying to get the pottery off the ground I worked at the NC Zoo in the gift shop, a local daycare and a local plastic factory.
In the factory I was making clean parts for hospitals. I suited up daily for the job with a white coat, hair net and booties over my shoes. You only saw the round of someone's face. You hardly knew what they looked like or even what color their hair was. I once ran into someone who seem to know me and was chatty away when she said, "oh, you don't recognize me." she reached up and using both hands hid her hair and just showed me the round of her face.
YES! we worked together. I worked on heavy machines that if you were not careful could and did remove fingers and hands. I was shocked by the hour with static electricity and I was making 5.15 an hour. Thank goodness the pottery starting paying the bills.
7. Mark and I worked together at another job before the pottery.
Just out of high school we both took a job with Mister Softee ice cream.
Year one we ran a truck together.
Year two I ran my own truck and we were, don't laugh, Mister and Misses Softee, I have a newspaper article to prove this.
We ran a truck in the projects of Portsmouth Va. and have many tales of the people and job some funny and some not so funny.
It was crazy good money but could be at times dangerous.
Yes, selling ice cream in low rent neighborhoods when you are 18 and 19 seems like a blast and at times it was. But, when you go into some places some folks are not thrilled to have you there. Others become like friends you recognize anywhere, but after being robbed at gun point and having a fellow employee shot we left. It was time to move on and I went back to a job I had all through high school and Mark was doing day labor for a big company. We would one day pack up all we owned in the 1956 Ford, Jubilation T Cornpone, and hit the road.
While in Tennessee I would go to work for the number 3 store of Ruby Tuesdays.
Believe me it resembled nothing like it is today... but those are all stories I will tell if you come over for drinks.
And now we have to continue this for another day while I think about the bloggers I will pass this on to.
So wake up if I have put you to sleep!
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