My boss had his cowboy boots up on his desk, and was smoking the pipe he had carefully prepared. It was my first day on the job as a computer programmer and we were completing orientation paperwork. I only remember two things he said that day… “You might get to travel,” and “Now that you work here you have a job for life.” I had never thought about working anywhere for … well for forever…
That was thirty years ago… almost to the day.
There were few women in the office, and no female managers. There were no computers on the desks, just a few shared workstations. There were lots of ashtrays mixed in with the cluttered piles of listings and dumps. There were three of us assigned to a crowded two-person office, an early version of cubicle life.
The office didn’t burn down, and I didn’t keel over from second-hand smoke. I did get to travel. I loved that job.
Slightly less than thirty years later I found myself gratefully accepting an offer to retire early from that same company.
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