When I left school my first job was in a factory. It was 1969 - the tail end of the golden age when it was not important to be actually doing anything, but it was expected that you should at least make an effort to appear to be doing something.
I worked with a Canadian who advised me to take very small steps, so that you seemed to be walking fast but were actually going nowhere fairly slowly.
For having received this invaluable bit of information at the very start of my working life I will always be grateful, so thank you Canada for sending that bloke my way.

BTW
That same bloke also told me about McDonalds. Where I grew up (The Sutherland Shire), we had just gotten our first Kentucky Fried outlet, and this guy told me "Wait 'til McDonalds gets here." He explained the hamburger outlet and the clown, and I said "What? Hamburgers and clowns? You're kidding."
Seems so long ago...