Need a job? Take a number…

So I mentioned in the last post that we took a trip to PA to celebrate my Grandpa’s 98th birthday.  It’s a bit of a trip – 6 hours or so and we never leave until after work.  That puts us in pretty late.  We always stop at a particular truck-stop right as we get off of the interstate and start the hour and a half trip through the dark and windy roads to Tionesta.  Needless to say, we are sometimes a little goofy at that point so you can only imagine the hooting and carrying on we did when I saw the job application for the truck-stop.  I guess you take a number and you’re hired.

Need a job?  Take a ticket!
Need a job? Take a ticket!

I’d say it’s a pretty tough place to work so maybe the only way they can get enough people to staff the place is to take absolutely anyone who can pull a ticket.  I don’t know but I have to tell you, I still chuckle when I look at this picture!