A Dirty but Lasting Lesson
My least favorite summer job was in a meat-processing plant in East Providence, R.I., hosing down the slicing and grinding equipment with high-pressure hot water at the end of the day. We had to spray every nook and cranny, or we'd find maggots dangling from the crevices. The sight made us think twice about buying the ground hamburger, even with the employee discount. I saw the value of a good education after I had hosed off the last maggot that summer.