By now it's been over a month since I got laid off from this place. It was my first job experience....so it exceeded and un-exceeded all expectations. I expected it to be hard and it was and wasn't. I expected it to be boring, and it was and wasn't. So, it was neither a good nor a bad experience. It was just that- just.
I worked as a... what-do-you-call it? I don't even know. But my job duties included sewing by hand, steaming clothes, inspecting clothes, hanging clothes......and any other job duties in between to get all that done. I worked at clothing company Karen Kane.
The manager was strict, and when I say strict, I MEAN strict. He was a bald guy, and had a bit of trouble communicating with the workers, since his main language is English. He was always inspecting the workers work and walking around, inspecting, just as any manager would. But he'd always have a serious face. Rare, very rare, was the occasion when we saw a smile on his countenance, and that meant a bit of relief on the workers account. But anyways, who doesn't expect a strict boss? By the way, his name was.....nah, better keep that to myself.
Anyways, the working environment was alright. Some good co-workers, some not. Expectantly, un-expectantly. But it was good to meet'em all. They all added a different spice to my life.
If I had the chance to go back, I would, without doubt. After all, who isn't willing to work under any working conditions during these times of need?
