Shot in the dark here, but if any of you ever go into the wal-mart in winder and see the old man door greeter in a chair, shake his hand.
His name is BJ, and he is almost completely deaf from artillary shells in korea. He spent almost the entire war over there in combat. He is one of the greatest guys I have ever met, has more stories and character than anyone on here could hope to have, and yet he is completly forgotton about (when I worked there they would LITERALLY forget he was out there, never give him his breaks or bring him water on hot days, and even force him to sit in the freezing cold and snow, telling him if he comes inside he is fired)
The ONLY thing that I miss about working for wal-mart was the priviledge of having him as a co-worker
His name is BJ, and he is almost completely deaf from artillary shells in korea. He spent almost the entire war over there in combat. He is one of the greatest guys I have ever met, has more stories and character than anyone on here could hope to have, and yet he is completly forgotton about (when I worked there they would LITERALLY forget he was out there, never give him his breaks or bring him water on hot days, and even force him to sit in the freezing cold and snow, telling him if he comes inside he is fired)
The ONLY thing that I miss about working for wal-mart was the priviledge of having him as a co-worker