Shiver, 43
Shiver, 43, was a terrible drunk and got his name on account of the fact that he would shiver his entire shift at the lumberyard. Weather wasn't a factor. Winter, spring, summer, or fall — that smiley lush would shake rattle and quiver the day long no matter the temperature.
Short timer, though. Fired for running into a kid with a forklift the same week he miraculously stopped shivering. Must've been his Old Crow empties under the stairs.
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Author's Note
I had a lot of jobs. A lot of shitty jobs, actually. But the silver lining is all of the interesting and eccentric people I got to know. Even if they only lasted a month on the job, their character always shined through.
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"Fired for running into a kid with a forklift the same week he miraculously stopped shivering." I liked the flow of this piece, the way it moved to its conclusion. Used to life in Milwaukee.
Thanks, Gary! Glad you liked it. Been in Milwaukee county the better portion of my life. Love it. Thanks, again.