This philosophy has been a great for working at jobs. It was taught to me at Popeye’s Chicken and Biscuits, my first job.
But, it didn’t work as well as it should have because of the “chagrin of luck,” as those pasty-faced men have been called. Good luck comes to those who use it, though.
“Ugly big ignorant tubby chowder head” I was called, thank God. It brought me good luck. It will be even for use at Street Sense.
I own it, with others I hope. Is it because I am a good employee? Or because I am Good Luck? Extreme patience, though, is required. Okay, so somehow the customer is always right.
