The WorkGroup

I was starting a new bartending job at an amusement park. I latched on to the job from a friend of a friend, and was looking forward to starting. After meeting with a few people for my interview, I heard that Doug was the manager to watch out for.

Doug was actually the first person I met on the job. I clocked in, and Doug was arguing with someone I’d met after the interview. This didn’t look like a good time to meet the boss.

The person interrupted Doug, and introduced me.

“Do you like the WHO?” He asked, seemingly out of nowhere.

“Yeah, ” I said, not missing a beat. “I was just listening to a Quadrophenia bootleg on the way here. Want a copy?”

I loved the job from that point on, because Doug pretty much let me get away with anything.

It’s all about how you answer questions I guess.