In the computer lab at school thinking about fountains. I sold a $1000 fountain before at the worst job i ever had -- a sales rep. at The Original Garden Centre. The boss was Hitler, and training was like a firing squad -- sink or swim mantra. I swam for two months. Two months of being covered in water, mud, or mulch. I shudder.
The plot off of Dundas where the Garden centre cast a deep shadow is now replaced by a series of town homes. Because of this, Hitler is a millionaire. Regardless, I still crack a smile when i pass the land where it stood -- relishing its absence.
Funny how things work out.
