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I just got my first “real” job out of college working for a company that manufactures small components for the Aerospace industry. I sweated my way through three interviews and, after countless prayers, happily accepted their meager offer doing application engineering work. The pay was standard for a new graduate but, for me, it was fantastic. I had accrued a lot of debt in college and a real job was key to allow me to start paying it off and starting a new life.
The company was small with only seven employees. The owner was my boss, Chuck. Apparently, he had started off machining components on some high-tech cnc machines. After doing this for years, he’d moved into the field and then into sales. He was able to secure some good-sized contracts and, instead of running them through his employer, had started his own company. The company was apparently doing fine — although not great.
When hired, I was told by Chuck that I’d have to do a lot of traveling with him as he visited customers. He needed me to help couch his proposals with the 3d drawings and technical knowhow his customers demanded.
The idea of having to travel for work was very exciting to me. I had no wife or girlfriend — for that matter, I had no family. My Mom died my freshman year. I never knew my father. Also, I’d never really been anywhere outside of a one-hundred-mile radius of my home. I’d get to see the country. And It’d be paid for by the company!
“We’re small,” Chuck exclaimed after hiring me. “No fancy hotels when you travel. Many times we double up. That gonna be a problem for you?”
“No sir!” I assured him.
In reality, it truly wasn’t an issue. I had shared a cheap apartment in college...