Old Fred

Old Fred worked down at our local Wal Mort. Sometimes they had him greeting people, sometimes the old guy brought in shopping carts. He always showed a smile a real friendly sort of guy. Fred really was too old to hold a job but thought he might give this a try. Poor old guy really needed the extra money, his pension just wasn’t enough. What with trying to care for himself, Fred had to take care of his sick wife so things were tough. Then they hired this young kid named Jason and put him over old Fred. Well old Fred didn’t mind but Jason let his position go to his head. He was always lining poor old Fred out, Fred do this, Fred do that. It made me sick the way he treated the old guy, but that was Jason our little managers brat. One day old Fred had had enough and he told the kid flat out. He said son I need this job there is no doubt. But you and I are going to hook up and you’re not going to like this game I play. Best you leave me be I know my job that’s all I’ve got to say. Well little Jason went and told his dad, and this is what his daddy said. Fred please come to my office, and this is what he told to Fred. Fred I have to relieve you of the job you do. But I have something else for you. Poor old Fred was in a daze. I ‘m making you my new personnel manager and it comes with a hefty raise. The first job I’ve got for you to do is fire Jason, but sir Jason is your son. That’s alright you can hire him back and he can do the things you’ve done. Well with a smile on his face old Fred turned and walked away. And under his breath There Is A God I think I heard him say.