Yes, I worked once in a printing press. The culture when I first started there was lacking to me; ie not accepting, intolerant at times, and very gruff. I learned their hearts were kind, but more once you built repoire they could be so funny and good to you. So while I started there hating the culture, wondering how long could I even possibly stay with these people, I learned to love them and also learned to love printing. It was almost all play and no work, playing with colour. Then the place closed a year ago, left most of those old coworkers behind and had to set myself on a new path.
I would have stayed there.
