My much younger years. 19 years ago. Would you believe that? A little pain in the butt with an attitude. What did I know? Don’t let that smile fool you.
This was taken by one of my staff, Mr. John Olavarria, off Stratford Jiffy Lube. I can still remember the name, although the spelling may be a little off.
Where has those black hair gone, I wonder 😆
Mostly, where has John gone? And the rest… let’s see… William (Bill) Mingrone, Paul E. Miller Jr, Herminio (Chino) Sotomayor, Derrick Soarres, Hipolito (Peter) Rivera, Rodney Cleary, Noe Diaz, Angelo (Angel) Maldonado, Kevin (the carnival worker
, I can’t remember his last name) Donovan, John Erickson (was it really Erikson?), Julio Negron, Timothy (Tim) White, Timothy (Tim) Myers, David (Dave) Ruppee, Arthur (Art) Suntag, Dave Seamen (with his ponytail), …
I’ll add more as I recollect more names. 😦
I still keep in touch annually with Richard (Rick) R. Kowaleski, the Area Supervisor. I still meet on and off with my countrymen here Ismahali, Aziz Ahmad, Zaini, and Azli, among others. 🙂 All making their own strides.
I still remember the tag line: 14-Point Full Service Oil Change with Zero Defect in Ten Minutes.
On my first day during training in Danbury, I never thought it could be done. Must be a marketing gimmick, I said. But by the last car of my second day, I did it. I ran to my trainer, Timothy (Tim) White, and said, “Tim, I did it! In 10 minutes!”
“I know you can do it, Mazlan!” he replied. Well, actually, if you follow the discipline, anybody can do it.
Tim was such a character. Once a bolt fell into the sandy oil-trap in the basement. We would look for the bolt with a magnetic metal rod. Typically, staff would scream and swear as part of the daily lingo. But not Tim. He just went, “Oh Lord. Please help us find this bolt.” Tim worked at the church on weekend. He eventually quit Jiffy Lube and worked at the church full-time.
One thing that Tim said that I would never forget: Those who don’t trust other people are those who don’t trust themselves.
Oh, at the time, Tim had a Boss who always wanted to go by the book. Some found that a little disturbing, but I thought he was a fine guy. His name was David Ruppee. Dave later went on to own his own quick lube store.
It was during those Jiffy Lube days that I aggravated my allergies that I never thought I had. Vacuuming cars day in and day out did it. So now each time I sneeze continuously, I know exactly where that came from.
I once had to send one of my staff home, right in the dungeon of Bridgeport, Connecticut. Then the timing belt of my Dodge Aries K 2.2 broke. It was already 8:00 o’clock at night. Not exactly the right place and the right time to be for a young single male Caucasian. All stores and garages had already closed by that time. I called up Peter. A seasoned mechanic himself, he came over with a few tools. He worked right on the road side in the dark for about two hours all by himself. I only helped out a little whenever he asked for a hand. People would walk by and give me a stare. After about two hours, I got myself a brand-new timing belt. Peter adjusted the timing by ear. I had the timing correctly adjusted the next day. But I couldn’t thank Peter enough.
Those are just a few of my wonderful times and friends from those few years. Looking forward to write about more of them.