The Jew who worked for the crazy Iranian

In my personal opinion, Hoonan (not his real name) wasn't "crazy" at all. He was just a guy doing what he had to do to support his family. Hoonan was Iranian, and he ran a fleet of semi-derelict food trucks, which he himself would cheerfully admit to anyone other than a City of Toronto food truck inspector were deathtraps.

The Jew who worked for him was my dear step-daughter. She wanted to explore the big city after high school, and paid her bills from the job she got in one of Hoonan'a trucks.

She was always a caring child, and when she embarked on her four-year journey to get a Sociology degree in "social justice and human equity" we weren't surprised. She kept her student loans to a minimum by keeping up her employment, on a part-time basis, with Hoonan.

What we weren't expecting, is that after graduation, with that York University Sociology degree in hand, she went full-time with Hoonan, because a semi-legit Iranian food truck operator paid better than anything she could get with that York degree.

A couple of years in the bowels of a 130 degree deathtrap, and my dear step-daughter got motivated to get some credentials that would get her out of the food truck.

She's a MSW working in a hospital now. She can pay off her student loans. She doesn't have to work in a death-trap food truck anymore.

But she's still pals with the crazy Iranian.