The story continues…
I understand… just a little.
That may sound like a rather bland way to start a posting, but bear with me… it’s a bland post. Maybe.
Willy Floyd was the day swing manager at McDonalds when I started way back in 1990. He only work there for a couple of weeks while I was there, but he was a rather entertaining person. He constantly talked about his dream of being a big rock star. He talked about it with anyone who would listen. Fellow employees, customers, bums staggering around in drive thru… anyone. Even people who didn’t want to listen. He was a management type and at the time I hadn’t learned to be disrespectful yet so I listened attentively. I think that’s why he latched on to me for those few weeks.
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