I hated my summer time job in high school. I had to job for my uncle in his eating establishment every year. You’d think a teenager would love having free pizza to eat every day, but the place was such a dump. It was in a little concrete block building plus had one substantial window facing the street that didn’t open plus a couple of ceiling fans. It could seat about twenty people but most of the business was take-out plus slices. The pizza was honestly good. My uncle grew his own squashes plus made the sauce from an outdated family recipe. What I hated was how hot plus grimy the place would get plus that I had to clean it all up. You can only imagine how gross it gets in a tiny pizza shop with a smoky oven going full blast. My uncle’s pride plus joy was his wood fired pizza oven. He enjoyed the flavor it gave his pies plus that it was cheap to operate. But the grease plus grime that collected in the exhaust fans plus venting was disgusting. The smoke would go up the vent into the hood, where it is was filtered, before entering the duct system. That filtration is supposed to prevent fires by keeping grease from building up in the ducts. I would have to get on a ladder plus clean the crud off the venting plus hood every Monday after closing. It would take myself and others hours. When the exhaust system broke down one time, my uncle did call in an Heating plus Air Conditioning worker to get it working again. When the worker showed up, he spotted the problem instantly. He had to change out filters plus replace a belt which connected to the fan that spun the air through the exhaust ducts.