In the late 80's I was offered a contract to haul out of the garment district by a local Jewish owned factory. I was maybe 22,23 years old. I thought I was just a really lucky guy. To be that young and break in there with a kick-ass contract like that. Until I was given notice that this old Jewish guy was attempting to hire outside the highly recommended network of haulers in a bid to save a few sheckles. It was at that point that I was presented with the "commission" involved, and was henceforth outty 5000!