i'm in vancouver and i got a telemarketing job...my second shift i was sick and i hated the job so i went in and went home and never went back...turns out they were ripping old people off in the USA anyways...so i didn't feel that bad about it...times were a bit strange for me...back then...my room mates basically left me alone and i was stuck with marcel...oh boy...he was a crackhead and smackhead painter......he had me working with him painting a brand new house...it was interesting...but he spent my pay...so i couldn't be around this guy anymore...i could go on...but my point is i worked at painting...it mostly grunt stuff...not the detail...but it was still a job for me...got up early and worked real late...marcel would still feed me...so it wasn't so bad and he managed to keep my apartment for 3 monthes with out paying rent...anyways...i moved in with some friends..and john...the drummer form matrix is working for the superstore...and he says they are hireing...i had been appling at alot of places and it was all turning out bad...and then superstore calls me for an interview...it was snowing and i was in a bad mood...and i thought i was going to be late...but it turns out that they don't really do interviews..they just hire you...but i was late...which didn't matter...so some guy drags me around the warehouse which takes up a whole city block and not a ch;town city block...i mean the superstore and the supstore parking lot are on top of this ware house...and we didn't find my boss to be...untill we were back upstairs...at which point my boss to be says he likes beer...so i start working for this warehouse...in an experimental department called VFF (vancouver freight forwarding) ...it was spring so just before xmas came the mandarin rush...heavy hard to stack cases or oranges...i heard the stories and i knew i could work harder than anyone there...so i did...and by the time the mandarins came i was on a fork lift telling people what to do...and i just went up from there...aroound the first of that summer i also had steve hired...he worked and during the mandarins i think he got on fork too...people who were there longer than us didn't like it to much...but after they got to know us we all became friends..like conway...except i don't think conway hated us at all...this was became the job i loved to hate...but i did love it...i was starting to make some good money...my boss taught me how do do alot of stuff he was only supposed to do and i was the only back up....steve was day time lead hand and i covered the nights...we had marino and i could go on....these pics are me horsing around at work...they sometimes called me spider man cause i would climb up 40 feet on the racks and spy on guys trying to slack off...that was my job...and i didn't really care what they did but we had alot of work to do everyday and i didn't want to be there past 11 or what ever...so the quicker they got done the sooner i could go home or not stay late kinda deal...the job it self was paid training as far as i was concerned and i learned lots...and i made some good friends....it wasn't till the end of the job that the department started to make some money...but it was too late...the big wigs axed the project...i was top dollar and was inbetween hours and stuff...so they could only give me one job..or so they said and they stuck me doing grunt labour...except by this time it was all tracked my a system called DCAMS and i was pissed about the union not doing anything for me that i took my 3 weeks vacation and never went back...i took the summer off and wrote alot of music...then i got a job in november working for a company called essance aromatherapy...it was linda like the body shop only new...5 stores int he GVA...and i worked in the warehouse and did deliveries...but when my car broke down during the bus strike i knew i had to get a job closer to me...that's when shayne or brice told me about bendick ice cream...were they still work...so i applied and got the job...it was another job i was really fond of...good friends and lots or jonk to eat...summer sucked...but lots of over time...and we all got into an accident and i didn't get hurt i was the one keeping the production going...ha...me to the rescue...that's all for now...i think you all know the rest of the story 


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Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, mandarin oranges. I used to work at the Superstore too...but not in BC...in PEI...the old one that's not there anymore.
You look really long in that picture.
Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, mandarin oranges. I used to work at the Superstore too...but not in BC...in PEI...the old one that's not there anymore.
You look really long in that picture.
Momma G
I *used to* work at the Superstore for a cleaning company..
NOW, I work for a cleaning company whose boss used to work at the Superstore.....how weird...
Hey man. That's a crazy story, i liked it when you worked at tims the best. Good times.
indeed...twas good times...except for when that bike got stolen and the other time that i got electicuted..and the other time jennifer hagen turned on the bitch switch...
good story, spiderman!
That's too funny. i was just telling someone about the time that the bike got stolen from there. Crazy.
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