Not nearly as interesting as the first two, but it must be included for the sake of accuracy of reporting... right? Ok. Job # 3 was the last of the jobs that I took as a result of my friendship with Karen. I think it was during the same summer as the other two one-day jobs. I was thirteen.
Since this one is a little boring... I'm going to run through it in outline form, so that we can get to job #4.
1) Again, Karen's mother knows someone, who knows someone, who needs some people to come in and work for a day.
2) This time the place is legit.
3) It's a downtown, clothing retailer.
4) I learn how to do all of the following:
- press clothes with an industrial steamer;
- fold clothes properly;
- Supposedly the way I had learned as a child was wrong.
- (However, I've since heard that my way is the right way; so, now I'm confused.)
- hang, shelve and otherwise organize inventory/merchandise in a customer-friendly manner around the store
- market a clothier by modeling its clothes up and down the street
It paid $10/hr. I liked it.
Move along now, there's nothing to see here : )
(Just kidding. Come back for Job #4. Plenty of story there.)