I spent one summer during my college years working in a meat-packing plant. My job was to stand adjacent to a conveyor line, wearing multiple layers of clothing and gloves, and pack stacks of frozen hamburger patties in a box. As long as I kept up with the feed of burgers traveling toward me interminably, I was doing a good job.
Whenever I think of that job, I am reminded of the famous scene from “I Love Lucy,” where Lucy cannot keep up with the conveyor line in the candy factory and starts stuffing them in her mouth. (Fortunately, I did not have to resort to similar tactics!) The other thing I remember is how cold my hands would get despite wearing multiple layers of gloves. All these years later, my hands still turn white when shopping in the frozen foods section. (I now know that this is due to our family’s propensity for poor circulation in our hands.)