A work story. Well this is pretty tricky. I've been working since I was fourteen and can't think of a single good story, especially one that relates to the reading. (sorry this is so stream of consciousness-y)
Well I mentioned in class how I liked the Cocktail Waitress because I could relate to the social structure thing that Spradley and Mann were describing. When I was 16 I got my first REAL (not under the table) job. Cooking (more like assembling) at Phut. I started at $5.65.
So my first day at work, and I'm on dishes. There's an entire hierarchy you have no clue about. Start at dishes, if you're cool you can help on "make" if you're good at "make" you get bumped to the front of the "make table", and if you're really good, and fast, they put you on "cut."
Not that it matters if you're good or not. Not that it matters what you do at all. In fact I realized within an hour of working there that the entire staff, managers and all, were stoners. And I've since noticed that this trend was not limited just to my store, or even just to Pizza Hut, but applies to every pizza shop.
where am I going with this? Oh yea, I was trying to set the stage for a close-nit crew. So we have all these underpaid, under-motivated, pimply adolescents just teeming with angst, frustrated with life and making pizzas. We became the best of friends. In fact we had a Frat, called the BC (Brotherhood of the Crust.) which met multiple times every evening to plan all sorts of community oriented activities and events. (that's sarcastic)
So perhaps we weren't the quintessence of diligence, but we did look out for each other, get in dough fights, talk trash, play games, tease, tickle, laugh, spray each other with the sink nozzle, wrap people in cling wrap, tie up, x lax, party, prank call, and work together. We had an inside crew. And it didn't matter if you got fired, or quit, you were still part of the crew.
there were about 30 of us that came and went in the two years I worked there. That was two years ago, and we still all hang out, we're still all friends. We were united in an immortal era. The Pizza Era.