I have worked in several locations (with the same company) over the years and every once in a great while, I will go back to visit and see if there is anyone left from when I worked there. I get such a feeling of melancholy when I go back to one of my old locations. As soon as I pull into the parking lot, this bad feeling comes over me like one of impending doom. It is like a dark cloud is following me around when I walk into this store. No one that works here is happy and filters down to every aspect of the business-the customers, the vendors, and the employees. I still make the rare attempt to rescue my friends that are still there but I agree with Friedrich Nietzsche when he said "Sometimes when you stare into the abyss the abyss stares back into you."
One store I worked at near Charlotte, NC, now those guys were my crew. I would go to work in the mornings and half of them would be passed out in their cars from a night out of drinking and I would have to go car to car and wake them up so they could clock in and go to work. We made going to one of the local strip clubs a regular Friday night event so we could blow off some steam. I liked to believe that an event like that was "team building." The company I worked for just thought we were being sleazy and enacted a plan to get rid of all of us. The company eventually did manage to get rid of all of us but we still had a hell of a time before they did. I really miss those guys.
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