After I graduated college, I got an entry-level job at a manufacturing plant. I lifted and carried heavy things all day. Even though I had worked my way through school at another plant, I knew I had to overcome the “college boy” perception among my co-workers. I wanted to be seen as a good worker. And I wanted to belong.
Six months later, my supervisor called me into his office to tell me I was being promoted to forklift driver. “Thanks,” I said. “But isn’t Lester going to be upset?”
Lester had been a forklift driver for almost two years. He was
