A suburban girl’s second brush with the law. The first is a tale for another time. Author’s note:  When A) your ride to work fails to show up because they are the worse for substances, and B) you are late for work in a job with an employee retention policy modeled on Upton Sinclair’s The… Continue Reading

Work the graveyard shift at a 24-hour Taco Bell for any length of time, and should you harbor any illusions about man as a sentient being, they will quickly be dispelled. The title of this blog is a direct quote from Cliff – a gentle, soft-spoken, hygienically-challenged giant of a 19 year-old boy with a… Continue Reading

I worked for Taco Bell for roughly nine years – from the time I was 19 until I was about 28 years old. I started as a crew member and finished as a general manager. You know life is exceeding your expectations when you upgrade from the nametag with your name Sharpie-ed onto the plastic,… Continue Reading