Note: I've never been a believer of "The names have been changed to protect the innocent". Fuck the innocent. If they were so innocent, I wouldn't be writing about them.
When I talk to people about my first job, I tell them that I worked at a men's clothing store in the mall. I sold suits and dress shirts for $5.75 an hour, starting the summer between my sophomore and junior years of high school.
The truth is, I had another job earlier that summer. I went to work for a business that was owned by one of my Jehovah's Witness "brothers". He made working conditions so unbelievably horrific, I was forced to quit after three days.
I was talking to an old friend a couple of weeks ago, and she brought up Bill Sturgis. Immediately, my shoulders tensed up and tears started to fill my eyes.
When I talk to people about my first job, I tell them that I worked at a men's clothing store in the mall. I sold suits and dress shirts for $5.75 an hour, starting the summer between my sophomore and junior years of high school.
The truth is, I had another job earlier that summer. I went to work for a business that was owned by one of my Jehovah's Witness "brothers". He made working conditions so unbelievably horrific, I was forced to quit after three days.
I was talking to an old friend a couple of weeks ago, and she brought up Bill Sturgis. Immediately, my shoulders tensed up and tears started to fill my eyes.
