My firat Job
My First Job
It all begins with the famous phrase, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" As children, we think the words "growing up" mean becoming like mom and dad. It means having a job, being able to cook dinner, and knowing how to pay bills. We are too young to understand the real concept behind those two dreadful words. If only someone had told me the truth, I could have prepared for the shock. The phases of growing up are like a date gone wrong. They start off real nice and eventually smack you in the face. I remember back in preschool when there used to be nap time. Oh how I took it for granted! I'm not even sure if I know what the word "sleep" means now. I was always looking forward to driving and having my first real job. Growing up is not what I expected it to be.
This summer I got a taste of what adulthood is like. My job search started as soon as the school year ended. I went to different stores and filled applications back to back. One day I asked my mother why no one would hire me and she told me it was because I had no experience. How was I supposed to have experience if I'd never had a job before? McDonalds wouldn't even hire me! I applied there so many times it was a shame.
American Eagle was one of the hardest places to apply to. Once I filled out an application the manager interviewed me right away. It made me so nervous I couldn't speak right. Every minute that passed felt like an eternity. Every time I was asked a question my heart would drop to my stomach like it did when I rode roller coasters at Six Flags all those previous summers. When the Interview was over I heard him say "If we don't contact you within three days that means you didn't get the job."
Those three days felt like the longest days of my life. I went out with friends or watched movies on Netflix but in the back of my mind I kept hoping I would get a phone call. I was always within five feet of my phone just in case they called. I was beginning to think I would never
It all begins with the famous phrase, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" As children, we think the words "growing up" mean becoming like mom and dad. It means having a job, being able to cook dinner, and knowing how to pay bills. We are too young to understand the real concept behind those two dreadful words. If only someone had told me the truth, I could have prepared for the shock. The phases of growing up are like a date gone wrong. They start off real nice and eventually smack you in the face. I remember back in preschool when there used to be nap time. Oh how I took it for granted! I'm not even sure if I know what the word "sleep" means now. I was always looking forward to driving and having my first real job. Growing up is not what I expected it to be.
This summer I got a taste of what adulthood is like. My job search started as soon as the school year ended. I went to different stores and filled applications back to back. One day I asked my mother why no one would hire me and she told me it was because I had no experience. How was I supposed to have experience if I'd never had a job before? McDonalds wouldn't even hire me! I applied there so many times it was a shame.
American Eagle was one of the hardest places to apply to. Once I filled out an application the manager interviewed me right away. It made me so nervous I couldn't speak right. Every minute that passed felt like an eternity. Every time I was asked a question my heart would drop to my stomach like it did when I rode roller coasters at Six Flags all those previous summers. When the Interview was over I heard him say "If we don't contact you within three days that means you didn't get the job."
Those three days felt like the longest days of my life. I went out with friends or watched movies on Netflix but in the back of my mind I kept hoping I would get a phone call. I was always within five feet of my phone just in case they called. I was beginning to think I would never