Stapler? I didn’t even work that hard. So I got back from basic, was playing ball, staying buff, going to school and driving school bus. The bus company boss asked me to drive a route on the rough side of town because they’d had rowdy problems on it. OK, no problem, so here come the black leather jacket studs. When loading, I always kept my hand on the door lever so the incomer’s noses had to pass inches from that bench -pressing forearm. A few weeks in the boss asked if I’d had any problems? I told him that was the politest bunch of kids in town and quiet also. He let me keep that route for two more years.
Love it...stapled the tie to his chest.