Joe went back out out to Arizona to visit his family, so this week it’s been me and Dave in the shop, slinging epoxy and trading stories. This one was especially amusing, especially since Dave’s been a small business owner since he was about 22:
In high school me and a bunch of guys were working for a local landscaping contractor. It was Spring and everyone wanted their houses ready for Memorial Day, so we were slammed.
Me and the rest of the guys figured we deserved a bigger piece of the pie, so we went to the guy, as a group and told him we wanted a raise. We also figured as long as we stood together, he wouldn’t have much of a choice.
“A raise? Well okay, if you guys think you deserve more money, then maybe you do. But I’m gonna have to ask you for something in return.”
We were all ready to work harder for the raise.
“If I’m going to pay you more, I’m going to need you guys to provide you’re own hand-tools; shovels, rakes, clippers.”
We were silent, all doing the mental calculation. We backed down.
“Okay, then boys. See you tomorrow morning, bright and early.”
Joe gets back this weekend. We’ll be a threesome again on Monday.
Happy New Year!