Within minutes, we had our FIRST customers. Jay was a shmoozer and good with people even back then. I was a shy & skinny (have I mentioned that before?!) little kid, and I was too scared to make small talk with strangers. Have 'em pay at the office, and if you get a tip, that's yours to keep." We were given our saws & our orders, "When you see a customer eyeing a tree, ask to help 'em, cut their tree, lug it to their car and load it for 'em.
So on one winter eve after school, Jay and I drove all the way to Highland from Rialto and found Mr. Jay was all excited about it and was already scheming what he was going to do with his riches. I must admit I was a little trepidatious about the whole endeavor. The thought of work was truly alien to me. Going International! (Yup, those are postcards!) I was too much of a skinny little nerd, so people of the female persuasion just saw me as "Mr. Ummm, yeah, girls weren't exactly in the picture at this point. In fact, he had job openings! Now I was boyish 15 verging on manhood, and one of those coming-of-age acts is to get a J-O-B! (C'mon, you need money for that Intellivision video game you just have to have, tickets to a movie, or the latest Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles comic book. I can't remember how it came up, but I remember the topic of Mr. One of my best friends in the world (Jay Yoon Lee) and I were in Mr. Well, this year when I thought of getting a Christmas tree (actually it was Roz who inspired me to get one), I had one of those flashbacks to one of those deep dark memories: my first "job". too many awkward first dates to count, a piggy back ride which turned into a bloody muddy mess, considering to actually vote Republican, etc.).
You know, I didn't really know why it's been so long until this holiday season.ĭo you ever have memories which are so dire, so embarrassing, so bad that they bury themselves deep within the oceans of your mind to hopefully never see the light of the sun again (i.e. It's been a few years since a Christmas tree has entered my abode.
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