"... My "office" was a dank hole in the rafters of a noisy plant, an afterthought: a 12x15 box with The Oldest Slowest Computer Known To Man, a wooden chair, plank desk, warped plywood floorboards that hadn't been swept in years, a hole in the ceiling that leaked water down the walls when it rained, no heat, two-drawer file cabinet for paperwork on 250 people, shelves to the ceiling filled with gloves and liners, old dusty crusty aprons, and the inescapable reek of fish funk.

Shortly after my arrival, I began referring to any time spent in the main office as Heaven. "I'm going to Heaven."

We always gave employees their checks on the day they left, and it was my job to cut the checks. Checks were cut in Heaven..."

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This is a good one, as it ends with a bear chase.