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After reading...reading...reading, I have come to respect a lot of you within the realms of your "family" connections within this forum across this big country. I do not know any of you other than from reading and screen names, and even then am terrible with names. I've often wondered how you all come up with your forum names and decided to give you some insight into mine:
On a planet not too similar to ours in a galaxy far far away, I began my retail experience just out of college. I will not divulge into the boring details of that long story, but just attempt to summarize. I have held many positions in the workplace, but hold true to how I was raised. Hard work is enjoyable and all to often forgotten by the younger (younger than I) generations that take things for granted. But more importantly, expected by most. Chopping a grain truck full of wood to fuel the wood stove in the winter, was one of my many chores growing up. No, I did not walk up hill both ways in the snow barefoot to school everyday, that was my mom...lol.
Entering the work force and seeing, even then, the "what's in it for me" mentality was eye opening. I decided at that point that I would carry on my upbringing and demand of myself that no job is better than another. I met Sam when I was growing up building houses with my grandfather in Bentonville Arkansas, yes Walton. He drove up in a beat up blue pickup to the normal meeting place (should I say wee hours of the morning to me at that time 6AM) for most contractors in the area. My grandfather introduced me to him as simply Sam, the guy who was starting this big Walmart idea. Who knew a guy in overhauls driving a beat up ford truck would grow to become the founder of one of the biggest entities today.
Alright, I said short. Through my career, I noticed that the hardest work was always performed by the "entry" level positions and little respect was given to them. I thought to myself, I want to be that person. Hard working and didn't care what people thought, always go above and beyond because that made me feel good. At that time, the JANITOR's position was one of the positions that was given the least respect, but actually did the most for any environment that "title" existed for. From graduating college to going door to door, to being a Regional Manager for CompUSA, I never lost that thought and is why I usually tag myself with this name. Even when asked what I did up until the last position mentioned above, my answer was "I'm the JANITOR".
Avatar, well it changes often.
Now you know...
On a planet not too similar to ours in a galaxy far far away, I began my retail experience just out of college. I will not divulge into the boring details of that long story, but just attempt to summarize. I have held many positions in the workplace, but hold true to how I was raised. Hard work is enjoyable and all to often forgotten by the younger (younger than I) generations that take things for granted. But more importantly, expected by most. Chopping a grain truck full of wood to fuel the wood stove in the winter, was one of my many chores growing up. No, I did not walk up hill both ways in the snow barefoot to school everyday, that was my mom...lol.
Entering the work force and seeing, even then, the "what's in it for me" mentality was eye opening. I decided at that point that I would carry on my upbringing and demand of myself that no job is better than another. I met Sam when I was growing up building houses with my grandfather in Bentonville Arkansas, yes Walton. He drove up in a beat up blue pickup to the normal meeting place (should I say wee hours of the morning to me at that time 6AM) for most contractors in the area. My grandfather introduced me to him as simply Sam, the guy who was starting this big Walmart idea. Who knew a guy in overhauls driving a beat up ford truck would grow to become the founder of one of the biggest entities today.
Alright, I said short. Through my career, I noticed that the hardest work was always performed by the "entry" level positions and little respect was given to them. I thought to myself, I want to be that person. Hard working and didn't care what people thought, always go above and beyond because that made me feel good. At that time, the JANITOR's position was one of the positions that was given the least respect, but actually did the most for any environment that "title" existed for. From graduating college to going door to door, to being a Regional Manager for CompUSA, I never lost that thought and is why I usually tag myself with this name. Even when asked what I did up until the last position mentioned above, my answer was "I'm the JANITOR".
Avatar, well it changes often.
Now you know...
