Up Town Factory
I was lucky to land a job. The interview at the wool and silk clothing factory seemed easy enough, I explained I was a hard worker and dependable. I had researched their company, I came prepared, but nothing prepared me for the first week with my new co-workers.
I did have concerns before I started the job that I would be doing repetitive processing of materials, sending them to be cut for clothing. I guess I feared boredom.
Sure enough I found myself placed in one of the many seats at rows of long tables where we prepared wool and silk. Just making to lunchtime would be exasperating I thought.
Thirty of us in my department clocked in, took a seat, and began manipulating the wool while others were assigned to silk. I must have glanced at the clock four times the first half an hour. Then it started.
"Womp," someone said.
"Da do doont dat do doont.." someone else said.
Then everyone slapped the tables!
I couldn't believe these people! Another busted out to the tune of Up Town Funk, "This is where wool's made, we keep you warm! Silk lining trade!"
"This is our job all day, materials, that make you say.."
Then in unison they got up and exclaimed, "I'm too hot, hot dam! Call the police and the fireman, We're too hot!"
Others yelled, "hot dam!'
"My silky shirt says who I am!"
Employees were gyrating their hips and doing the robot. Some were moon walking, others did a strange jitterbug together to the music.
My mouth hung open with surprise and a half grin. Hell yeah! I thought as I joined in. I quickly learned the words, laughed and danced like a rock star.
For only minutes did we carry on like this before returning to the tables. This is done throughout the day there. We got a lot done.
I love my new job!