My First Job

Technically my first job was earning an allowance. My job description included taking out the garbage, cutting the grass, washing the car and any other task bestowed upon me by my loving parents.

However my first real job was a busboy at Sandalini's Restaurant. I started working there shortly after I turned 16 because now I needed to pay for my gas. My job description started out as normal busboy activities. Breaking down tables, setting up tables, cleaning up spills, pouring water, pouring coffee, fetching bread and other duties assigned by the hostess, the waitress, the kitchen, the dishwasher and any other job in the restaurant. Because the busboy was the lowest job in the restaurant.

After a few months, I started receiving extra benefits. Not anything that I could put in my pocket but I received more duties. Things that I ended up using later in my life. I got to whip the butter. I helped the salad girl. I became a temporary dishwasher. I became a bar-back. I went to the supply store. I even got to cook steaks.

My point is that through hard work and dedication, somebody will recognize your efforts and reward you accordingly.

I Love Fridays!

I love Fridays! Doesn't everybody? I mean ever since I was a kid, I would look forward to the weekend. Even my teachers were nicer! I couldn't believe how much fun I had on Fridays versus the rest of the week. Everything always seems to go easier. The food tasted better. Everybody seemed like they were in a more festive mood than the rest of the days of the week.

Now on Saturday mornings, I get up early and get right on the computer. Cartoons on Saturday morning aren't the same that they used to be. I get my share of SpongeBob and Timmy Turner daily.

So now I get my computer fix looking at the job sites.