Work, ice cream and religion

I once got a job as a temporary employee for a small ice cream company.
This was one of many businesses owned by a local millionaire, medical equipment magnate. When I first started, I was one of four temps doing data entry of ice cream delivery tickets. It was supposed to be a 4 day assignment to help get them caught up with their book keeping. One day they fired all of the other temps and gave me their boxes of work.

I figured, "what the hell I could use the money". Data entry work was easy compared to the high stress management job I had quit the year earlier and I could do 10 key faster than a hyperactive spider monkey on crack.

There were a couple of things about this company that I didn't like at all.

Each morning we recieved a huge box of ice cream samples from different companies that wanted their products added to our line. Everyone in the office was expected to eat the ice cream and give our opinions on it.

Did I mention this company was owned, operated and staffed by fundamentalist born again Christians?

The ice cream tasting wouldn't have been bad except for the fact that it was mandatory.

The mandatory ice cream tasting at 8am wouldn't have been so bad if we were not first forced to pray over the ice cream.

The forced prayer over mandatory ice cream eating wouldn't have been so bad if I wasn't surrounded by co-workers waving their hands in the air and praising Jesus.

To make matters worse, all of these religious zealots were fucking hippocrites. My boss was a pervert that sexually harassed women in the office. The accountants were stealing money out of the days receipts and a couple of the young married women in office were competing to see who could get the most venereal diseases.

This fundamentalist Ice cream company was trying to get kosher certification. They put all of the paperwork in front of me and told me to make it happen.

I went to work, reading all the rules regarding Kashrut, (jewish dietary law) began reviewing ingredients and filling out the numerous forms. After a long days work I developed a list of offending ingredients that our company used that were considered treifah (definitely not kosher).

I approached my boss with the list and he told me " Nobody gives a shit whether the ingredients are kosher or not, just lie and mail it in. The Union of Orthodox Congregations only wants the $1500 fee. We are buying a hechsher (a graphical symbol that indicates that the food has been certified as kosher by a rabbinical authority)"

I took the paperwork, put it on my bosses desk and told him I wasn't going to lie to a bunch of Orthodox Rabbis even if they were supposedly corrupt.

I was the only person there who had even a shred of integrity.

Fed up (literally) I called the temp agency and asked for a new assignment.

By far that was the weirdest place I have ever worked.

My next job was one of the most disgusting..stay tuned