Mike and the Donut Job

When we lived in West Valley,then known as Hunter, Utah, Michael took a summer job delivering donuts...actually spudnuts. He worked for a lady in the area, I think her name was Shirley. All the kids who worked for her would go over in the morning on Saturday and pick up from her the amount of donuts they thought they could sell. They would bring her the money and she would pay them their share of the profits. That's the best I can remember on the details. Well, Michael being the sharp business man that he was figured out that little kids would work for a donut. He would get the little 11 year olds to go door to door and sell his donuts for him and he would give each kid a donut when he finished his route. (Vic can probably expand on this as he was one of the little kids who sold for Mike) So when mike would go to shirleys to pick up the donuts he was picking up more than half of what she had to sell. He would sit at home and hand out boxes of donuts to the little pre scouts and collect the money from them. He got all the profit except for the small amount of donuts he gave the kids. Finally one day the lady asked Mike how he sold so many boxes of donuts every saturday. He honestly explained his business to her and she said to me, "he's doing my job!" It really was a win win situation. She didn't lose anything, Mike was cleaning up and the little kids were perfectly happy eating their profits. It is an example of American free enterprise at its lowest leval! I think I am the only one who lost! I was out two helpers every saturday and in fact spent more time than I"d like to admit in helping with the accounts and transportation. Ah well,such is Motherhood!