Here's a chance to give someone (who changed your life) a mention and some deserved kudos...
We have all met someone or several people whose actions have changed our lives and I thought it would be fun to find out if anyone had any good stories out there.
I don't mean mum and dad or the twat who comes on the telly at 3am promising to make you rich... I mean real folks who you might not have ever met, but who fate decided that you should meet and then something weird or wonderful happened.
Maybe you didn't know it at the time... as was the case with my first story...
Dallas, Texas - 1988
At the end of 1987 I had been kicked out of Louisiana for working illegally and dumped on the border of LA and Texas...
To cut a very long story short I ended up staying in the Salvation Army on Harry Hines Blvd in Dallas. Each morning we'd get turfed out of the dorm and with the few dollars I had remaining I walked (yes, walked!) all over Dallas looking for work. Up and down Greenville Avenue, Central Expressway and the Dallas' West End...
This had been going on for a few days and I'd been filling in loads of application forms at various night clubs, restaurants and bars.
I had a social security card but across the middle of it were the words "NOT VALID FOR EMPLOYMENT" written on it. (So I got a strip of paper, covered up that bit and had the thing laminated.) No one ever asked any questions about it...
One afternoon I was sat in a bar in Dallas' West End supping a 'happy hour' beer and I got chatting to a girl who had just finished her lunch time shift at The Spaghetti Warehouse...
She said that they needed waiters and I should go. So I did...
As usual I filled out the application form and as usual I talked to a junior manager...
After the usual chat about my situation... (I was so young and naive I didn't lie about anything!) he excused himself and after a few minutes I was introduced to the general manager...
Gary Gaye
The great man took me into his office (which was by the main customer entrance) and sat me down.
Gary Gaye was about 5' 11'', stocky with a receding hairline and a thick black moustache. He was a very, very dry and sardonic man. His catch phrase was "Chop chop!" when he wanted us to pick up our work rate!
He looked over my application and the conversation went something like this...
Gary - Hello Stogie... This is an interesting application you have here... You are staying at the Salvation Army on Harry Hines, yes?
Stogie - Yes, sir...
Gary - And you don't have a phone number down here. Do you have one?
Stogie - No sir, I don't.
Gary - OK... I'm guessing you don't have a car either , so how are you going to get to work?
Stogie - Walk. I walked here today. It's not that far...
Gary - Jeezus... (pause) ...so you haven't got a car or a phone or even a place to live, is that right?
Stogie - Yes, I suppose so...
Gary - For fucks sake, Stogie. You'll never get a job if you fill out an application form like that. Here - let's do another one...
Gary Gaye then proceeded to fill out another application form for me which included his home phone number on it...
"I'll give you a shot, Stogie, but don't let me down, OK?"
I ended up working there for a year and a half...
What a fantastic gesture from a really wonderful man who had a little faith in me from the start...
I'll never forget him or that head start he gave me when I first arrived in Dallas. Things went from strength to strength after that but he was the guy who got the ball rolling for me...
We have all met someone or several people whose actions have changed our lives and I thought it would be fun to find out if anyone had any good stories out there.
I don't mean mum and dad or the twat who comes on the telly at 3am promising to make you rich... I mean real folks who you might not have ever met, but who fate decided that you should meet and then something weird or wonderful happened.
Maybe you didn't know it at the time... as was the case with my first story...
Dallas, Texas - 1988
At the end of 1987 I had been kicked out of Louisiana for working illegally and dumped on the border of LA and Texas...
To cut a very long story short I ended up staying in the Salvation Army on Harry Hines Blvd in Dallas. Each morning we'd get turfed out of the dorm and with the few dollars I had remaining I walked (yes, walked!) all over Dallas looking for work. Up and down Greenville Avenue, Central Expressway and the Dallas' West End...
This had been going on for a few days and I'd been filling in loads of application forms at various night clubs, restaurants and bars.
I had a social security card but across the middle of it were the words "NOT VALID FOR EMPLOYMENT" written on it. (So I got a strip of paper, covered up that bit and had the thing laminated.) No one ever asked any questions about it...
One afternoon I was sat in a bar in Dallas' West End supping a 'happy hour' beer and I got chatting to a girl who had just finished her lunch time shift at The Spaghetti Warehouse...
She said that they needed waiters and I should go. So I did...
As usual I filled out the application form and as usual I talked to a junior manager...
After the usual chat about my situation... (I was so young and naive I didn't lie about anything!) he excused himself and after a few minutes I was introduced to the general manager...
Gary Gaye
The great man took me into his office (which was by the main customer entrance) and sat me down.
Gary Gaye was about 5' 11'', stocky with a receding hairline and a thick black moustache. He was a very, very dry and sardonic man. His catch phrase was "Chop chop!" when he wanted us to pick up our work rate!
He looked over my application and the conversation went something like this...
Gary - Hello Stogie... This is an interesting application you have here... You are staying at the Salvation Army on Harry Hines, yes?
Stogie - Yes, sir...
Gary - And you don't have a phone number down here. Do you have one?
Stogie - No sir, I don't.
Gary - OK... I'm guessing you don't have a car either , so how are you going to get to work?
Stogie - Walk. I walked here today. It's not that far...
Gary - Jeezus... (pause) ...so you haven't got a car or a phone or even a place to live, is that right?
Stogie - Yes, I suppose so...
Gary - For fucks sake, Stogie. You'll never get a job if you fill out an application form like that. Here - let's do another one...
Gary Gaye then proceeded to fill out another application form for me which included his home phone number on it...
"I'll give you a shot, Stogie, but don't let me down, OK?"
I ended up working there for a year and a half...
What a fantastic gesture from a really wonderful man who had a little faith in me from the start...
I'll never forget him or that head start he gave me when I first arrived in Dallas. Things went from strength to strength after that but he was the guy who got the ball rolling for me...
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