There are some things you’re
willing to put up for at a job for the money. Especially when you’re younger
and poorer. You put up with managers
with bad attitudes, long days with no overtime. Cleaning up after a fire. As I
got older, I was able to snag decent jobs with decent pay and great
benefits. Being of the blue-collar
mentality, I was often willing to go above and beyond because the hours were good, the pay was decent, I got vacation, sick leave and sexy, sexy health
insurance. But there’s a line to be
drawn. And that line is death.
It was in the weeks following
September 11th in 2001. I
was working for a technology company in midtown Manhattan as a
receptionist. Needless to say, everyone
was on edge. It was very tense in Manhattan. Our building had been evacuated a
few times and we were all more than a little bit jumpy and slightly
irrational. But the events of 9/11
aren’t what I’m here to discuss.
Let’s talk about mail.
