Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Jobs, Jobs, and Then More Jobs.

I was just thinking how nice my job was when I started to think back to all of the terrible jobs I have had before. I went through a lot of jobs growing up, and I don't think I was ever as happy as I am now with my current job. I know that it's just a part time job, and that it can be extremely overwhelming, but it's something that I don't mind most of the time.

I started working when I was 16. I remember begging my father to take me to work at a certain theme park in Buena Park. Looking back I feel terrible because my dad had to drive and pick me up. I probably made like $20 a day, and that was probably how much gas I used. Good thing I only did that for a summer.

I then started to work at a movie theater across the street from my house. I remember having a lot of fun working there. The people there were nice, and I practically saw every movie made that year.

I then moved on to the theme park that is near my home. A certain mouse lives there. Although the job was demanding, I think I made a pretty chunk of money, but I eventually moved on.

Coffee was my middle name for awhile. I got so good at it that I even became a shift lead. It was nice job, but it really wasn't worth the drive.

Then I moved on to seafood restaurant, clothing store near my house, and teaching little kids in an after school program. (Now that was really fun. We would do crazy science experiments, and the kids were adorable. Probably my second favorite job.) Which then somehow lead me to work at a call center. (That place made me cry.)

I eventually got a cashier job at school which was a really nice job. I would handle school fees, and was paid handsomely. I really liked that job, but it was only temporary.

After working at all those jobs I became burned out. I had save a nice lump of money by that time, and decided to take a little break from working.

All was well until I started needing money again. I really didn't want to work with food or retail, so I had to find some other way to make money. I eventually met an amazingly teacher who changed me life. She offered me a job as an instructional assistant, and the rest is history.

I love what I do, and I am so thankful to have my job. Geology is just so much fun! :)

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