I recall working during the New Year’s Holiday in the San Jose convention center. This was one year after my very first data entry job, which was formerlly located in Sunnyvale, CA. That was well over ten years ago. I was wearing my “uniform”, which was black slacks, white shirt and a nice, red bow tie.
I had a geeky looking SJPD by my side. We were handling live cash on the floor. It was an event of mostly Mexi/Latinos. And there was alcohol being served. My hearing wasn’t good back then and the walkie-talkie kept making noise. I didn’t care to answer.
Suddenly, there was comotion downstairs. People were stealing fur coats off the rack. There was no security guard available. All temporary workers had to come and help intercept the stupid Mexicanos who were stealing these animal fur. One Mexicano man was placing a long white fur coat on his lady’s shoulder. They should be punished by God for dishonesty.
All I did was take down the names and phone numbers of some white folks who lost their personal property. I truly felt sorry for them. All I could tell them was we will try our best. The poor old, white lady, who was to my right had both her hands to her hands:
“I’ve never did/had this/happen before!”
In my mind, good riddance! I was an adovate for the dead animals. The organization was the “March of Dimes”.
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