When I got out of the service in '86 I thought what the hell. I'll work part time at the Winn Dixie a mile from my house until I figure out what I want to do.
I filled out the app and spoke to the manager. No online bullshit and they would hire you on the spot. The guy liked me. Short hair, veteran, and hired me after talking to me for 15 minutes.
As we were walking to the door he says " Oh, one thing, would you mind shaving off your moustache?". He had my application in his hand. I asked him "May I see that?". He hands it to me and I turned and walked out without a word.
My reasoning being that if he would ask a 25 year old man to shave his moustache there must be a whole lot of chickenshit things going on there that I wanted no part of. Fucking asshole.
Standard practice when working around food. Nobody wants to eat your mustache. Not a power trip.
Yes. He was power tripping there.
I had just finished 7 years of being fucked with by pros. Military Officers didnt treat me with disrespect. Im gonna let some chump in a supermarket do it? Spent time as Shore Patrol in Alaska and busted smugglers on the west coast. He was power trippin the wrong sailor.
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