I was 17 in 1976. Working in construction in NYC. We had a Korean-American boss who used to take all the lead men to dinner on payday. I finally rated after an accidentally heroic incident. After the hibachi and beer they dragged me to the “health club” - against my will and said I wouldn’t get paid unless I went. Haha, 2018 now. Great guys, maybe 3 of them spoke English. The girls, warm almond oil, jasmine, I thought I was just getting a back rub.