Today, I will finish talking about my first job.
When I handed Louis the notice of resignation, he was upset but invited me to have lunch together.
I found out how little he cared for himself. Almost all the money went to the company or paying off debts. The two associates took over the reins, with the adventurous Bruno pulling the strings in the company and the other guy handling new contracts, ditching the two Englishmen (the marketing guys) because they were asking monstrously much money for their services. Louis’s health no longer allowed him thrills.
Louis told me that he would double my salary if I stayed with him in the company, but I did not back down, I had already signed the employment documents at the new company.
On leaving, I asked Bruno for a written recommendation in English, which he gave me, and it was very flattering. It helped me get my first job in Toronto when we moved there.
A few years later, Louis’ company was sold, swallowed by a super-conglomerate, and the application I worked on ended up being one of the thousands of applications such a multinational has. And probably no one remembers what its originator, Louis, went through with heart attacks, the emotions he went through when he was on the verge of bankruptcy, day and night, connected to the problems that came one after another. I remember Louis because it was my first job.
With the money left, Louis was able to retire, but not as he deserved. I think it would have turned out much better for him if he had remained a clerk at the hospital.
As for me, I worked for 14 companies until I retired in August 2022, and I witnessed many other events that define the world of “wild capitalism” where, as everyone knows, there are no feelings, only interests. Things got even more interesting with my new job, starting a reasonable period before hard times came my way. I will talk about them all. Soon.
About JOB 2 next time.
Sometimes tricks play in our favour.
Where it all started: