My dad owned a fairly large commercial glazing company in the Detroit area. I worked there on and off in high school and college. It was a union shop with a very weak union. The only guy who cared was the union steward.
Every time he saw me working, he’d file some sort of grievance and also get in my face. I didn’t care and neither did my dad or the foreman.
One day, the foreman sent me to make a jobsite delivery. He had forgotten the union thug was the one on that job. It was amazing how his union attitude changed when he needed help getting a bunch of glass up ten stories and installed.
“One day, the foreman sent me to make a jobsite delivery. He had forgotten the union thug was the one on that job. It was amazing how his union attitude changed when he needed help getting a bunch of glass up ten stories and installed.”
That’s the funny part. Once a union guy realizes that “the man” might actually be a cool dude, attitudes can instantly change.