It's All Coming to an End

Today I looked at the job I've been offered at NUMMI. I stood at the end of the Toyota Tacoma production line and watched QC inspection at work. The workers rotate between six jobs, and none of the jobs looked too hard. In fact, Cathy (whom I worked with in truck assembly 12 years ago) was wearing a thick jacket. In all the years I've worked at this factory, I've never worn anything more than a T-shirt, and I'd still be sweating. Another sign that this might be a good job is that all six workers were women.

My days on disability are coming to an end.

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