He was the owner of a factory (who paid minimum wage, naturally).
One summer it was a boiling heat wave. Factory was hot anyway and stunk of glue and oil. He sent a bag of ice cubes round and you could take ONE to cool yourself down. An. ICE.CUBE. And he honestly saw himself as a decent boss.
To contrast this, I worked at a place with a strong union. In a heatwave, every two hours a trolley came round with cold drinks, lemonade, orange juice , etc. Join a union.