As my life flashed before my eyes, I wondered why I am risking my life for a business that didn’t care about me. I was forty feet up in the air on a forklift when the person driving it decided to push the wrong lever and shifted the tines sideways rather than up, causing me to land on a stack of drywall where I would stay shaking for the next couple minutes. That is only one of the many horrible things that happened to me at work in the summer of 2001. It is incredible that the next summer I could find a job that not only was easier, but a lot safer. I learned that although they are in the same town, working at White Transfer and Storage Company is much better than Southtown Building Supply.
The difference in the tow bosses I had was tremendous. At Southtown, small things would often anger ou
As you can see, not only can town businesses just a couple of miles away treat you differently. They can also be the difference between life and death.
Next would be my co-workers. Most of the workers at the supply store would talk behind your back, make rude comments, and sometimes even yell al you for not apparent reason. There were also several occasions when I was injured or became injured from stupidity of my fellow employees. For example, when someone stacks two piles of lumber wrong and while you are trying to fix them, they fall on your foot. It was not the safest work environment. However, all the people that I met this summer were nice and actually cared about me. It seems like I would be able to start up a conversation with them every day. The also wished me good luck at college