When I was 19, I went from working at Baskin Robbins to Hanning’s, a roofing company in
My sister’s ex-boyfriend had worked there over previous summers and said it was
hard, but rewarding work. So I applied
and got a job. They said, “Wear old
jeans and boots.” I didn’t have boots,
so I went out and bought a pair. The
boots glowed with newness and I thought that I would look like a punk kid if I
had new boots on. I went into the yard and scuffed them up on rocks and grass
to make it look like I had worn them for a while. Lancaster, OH
I showed up for work in my old jeans and seasoned boots. The foreman took one look at my boots and said, “Did you rub grass on your boots?” I said, “No.” He said, “It looks like you took a pair of new boots and rubbed grass on them.” I said no again, but I might as well have told him yes.
22 years later I finish telling our vendor that a pair of boots is more about what is on the inside of them and a lot less about what is on the outside of them.
He didn’t believe it for a second.
Not that it means anything, here are those boot at the end of my first summer as a roofer.
Here’s to my new boots. They’ve gone though a lot in their first month. Everything except grass stains.