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Our manager, was a 50-something year old man who still lived with his mother. (The key word here is still.) He loved manikins, and used them profusely throughout the store. His favorite thing to do was paint new faces on his time worn collection, and we often found him happily in the basement with his army of silent friends. As a result, we were pretty much on our own when it came to changing the windows out. (Unless you needed a manikin.)

Now, I worked with two other display artists that had been doing this for quite awhile, so when it came time for me to do my first window, I decided to step back and watch them for pointers.One was a short, rather loud young German, with a thick accent and a burley mustache. He was always in a hurry, and never seemed to relax, even if he was on break. The other was the exact opposite. He was a tall, middle-aged, family man, with a gentle face, and a slow but sure manner.

I usually found him quietly humming as he worked, and he always greeted me with a friendly smile.The burley mustache” was sure if you did things as quickly as possible, then you would have time to go along and take care of other business. Hence, you would be saving the company money.