I've frequented the Kirby location often enough that I recognize the people who work there and talk to them as if we are familiar. Anyone who knows me or has met me understands this is just a normal part of my personality; I haven't ever met a stranger. And with most people I've met I usually joke around with them usually during checkout. Everyone I've encountered at WF has been friendly. Not corporate friendly - gritting their teeth through their smile while asking if you want paper of plastic, but genuinely friendly when they ask you, "Do you need ice today?"
Yesterday while getting checked out in the 10 items or less register a supervisor asked the cashier, "Where is Anjo? Have you seen him lately?" The cashiers shook their heads, "No, uh uh.. haven't seen him." When she walked away I smiled and said to our guy, "Anjo's on a smoke break ain't he.. Good man covering for your boy." He laughed.
With cell phones and mobile technology does the 8 hour workday even exist anymore? I am of the belief that it doesn't unless you work for the government. I've worked in manufacturing and distribution where there is mandatory overtime; the corporate world, where projects and client expectations overrule any "straight eight"; and you can forget any set hours if you own your own business. On this labor day weekend I'm reminded of those people that fought for and died for decent working conditions, and a living wage for a normal workday. Although the Haymarket Riots happened over a century ago, we still need to observe and respect the worker who makes this economic engine possible.
