In 1954 I was a 15 year old Office Boy/Messenger/Law Clerk at a small law firm on the 29th floor of 30 Broad Street. Eberlin's was right across New Street from the rear doors of 30 Broad. Every day for a year and a half I went down there to get lunch (turkey on white) for one of my bosses and on other occaissions would get lunch for one or more of the other partners whose lunch preferences were a little more varied. Eberlin's also catered our annual Christmas party.
Later on I left the firm to go to college. On my first summer break I got a call from the law firm asking me if I could fill in for the next three months as their current office boy had just quit unexpectedly. When I answered in the affirmative, they asked me what salary I would like and I told them that I would work there for free. They laughed and said that was against the law. We settled on $40/week. It was the best job I ever had.