George stopped by this morning looking defeated. He didn't want to go home with his mother doting over him. He just wanted to crash in front of a TV and drink beer. I can't even imagine drinking beer so early in the day now. I used to would wake up in the middle of the night and quickly drink three beers so I could go back to sleep - my hands would have the shakes so badly.
"I went by Papa John's pizza," George told me. "They want to check my driving record and my license is revoked. I so had my heart set on delivering pizza."
They are building a new Kia automobile plant in town. The production starts soon. I suggested to George that he try and apply. He is an incredible mechanic after all those years he kept his Dodge Diplomat plodding along. He drove that car for almost 25 years.
I got online and, Lord be, found where to apply at a farmed out hiring agency. I printed out the information and handed it to George.
"Do you think I have a chance?" George asked.
"It wouldn't hurt to try and it would double your income," I replied.
George quickly finished his beer, jumped up, and headed out the door. He was excited again. We are all excited about the new Kia plant. It is adding 5000 new jobs to our local economy. And at a time it is needed most when West Point Stevens left town while taking thousands of jobs and moved it's operations overseas.