Bibles..
My first ever job, besides that of shoveling neighbors walks and porches for $5 was during high school. I was talking to one of the counselors, and mentioned that at 15, and a junior in high school, i was looking for an after school job. He had one.

I worked for a small company that produced bibles. I spent about 2 to 3 hours after school 3 or 4 days a week, placing ribbons into bibles, shrink wrapping them, placing them in boxes, then into packing boxes, then sealing them. After sealing them, i placed the said box of bible, onto a pallet. after putting 24 of these boxes on a pallet I would move it, then start anew.

I was pretty much left to my own devices. I came in, punched a time card, and went to work. Once in a while, i would run out of packing tape or shrink wrap and have to call the maintenance guy to bring me more.

the highlight of this experience with this was the boss (it was a brother and sister team, they got it from their father). the brother, was arguing with a salesman.

"This is crap - this isnt leather"

"that is the best product on the market"

"Bullcrap"

At this point he takes off his shoe

"This is a Florshiem shoe. This is genuine leather" Proceeds to pound his desk like Krushev with it.

He proceeds to yell at this saleman, throws his sample book out of his office and tells him to get the F*ck out, and dont come back until he has genuine leather covers.

Funny. I never liked him, thought he was a douchebag, but his sister, in some sort of way (Her being near 40 at the time) was hot.
(Subway Riding the rails underground, Fri 11 May 2007, 3:13, Reply)