I worked for Robert Iler

I was working at a pizza parlor in New Jersey where Robert Iler was the manager. He was an ambitious manager, and had dreams of managing a whole chain of pizza restaurants some day.

But then one night, out of nowhere, he comes up to me crying like a woman. He told me to take over, and that he was leaving. This caught me by surprise, and all I managed to utter was "who?", before he told me that he was quitting and going home. Puzzled, I asked him, "why'd you do that?"

Ignoring me, he stormed out of the pizza parlor, telling me to apologize to the GM Dale for him if he called. Dumbfounded, I exclaimed, "But your the manager!" as he left. Nice kid, but not managment material you ask me.