Stories about bosses, coworkers, customers and the jobs that shape us.
I have poured coffee at the Starlite Cafe on Main Street in Dunmore, Nebraska for twenty two years, and in all that time I only... Read more
The closet door was open. That was the first thing. I do not leave my closet door open. Twenty-six years of making up other people’s... Read more
The letter was taped to the steering wheel of the activity bus, folded once, my name typed on the outside like I was a stranger... Read more
The smell of jet fuel and floor cleaner does not mix, no matter how many years you spend trying to make it. I had been... Read more
I have worked for Rick Hollis for two years, and in two years I learned exactly one thing about him that mattered: he never lost... Read more
The alarm on the number two boring mill had been screaming for six minutes before anybody thought to ask the man with the mop what... Read more
The Building I Never Left I have swept the same concrete floors at Corbett Chair Works since I was nineteen years old. Thirty six years... Read more
The Buick With Two Hundred Thousand Miles My name is Kathleen, and for eleven years I have driven the same Buick out to farmhouses and... Read more
The Warning My mother has needed a machine to breathe since I was twenty four, and that machine runs on electricity the same as everything... Read more
The Bell I Didn’t Ring The shift change bell at Wabash Valley Plastics rings at 3:50 every afternoon, and for twenty two years I set... Read more