A cruel yet inescapable fact of life is that most of us--and, most regrettably, I--must work to keep roofs over our heads and food on our tables. My efforts to satisfy these of life's basic demands have led me to hold more jobs than I care to remember; but I can recall beyond any doubt the worst of them was my job at Tony's Pizza in South Philadelphia.
First of all, my boss and managers were impossible to satisfy. I always tried my best to do what I was asked to do, but no matter what I did, all I ever received was gruff criticism and sarcastic remarks. Even after I'd worked for several…
