When I was a teenager, several of my friends and I went to several businesses in our neighborhood to inquire about jobs. One place was "Folino Bros. Fruits & Vegetables", as I remember, it was a wholesale market. But, on the inside, we didn't see many fruits or vegetables. It was arid, dark and dusty with very little inventory. When we asked about jobs, we were led to a back room where this burly man wearing a three piece suit and a fedora was smoking a cigar, he explained to us that they weren't currently hiring then gave each of us an apple and thanked us for the interest.

When we walked away, we waited until long after we were out of earshot and we all stopped and looked at each other and confirmed that we were all wondering the same thing. "Is that a mafia front?"