I am 13 years old. I have been working since I was seven. My job is full of sweat, hard work, tears, pain, frustration, pressure, time, sunburns, and losing my voice. However, it also includes, excitement, joy, victory, accomplishment, fun, cheering, dedication, power, drive, leadership, teamwork, friends, and people to depend on. My job is what I love to do and nothing will stop me from doing it.
When I was seventeen I worked at a fast food restaurant called Tim Hortons. It was my second job and I surprisingly didn’t hate it. Actually, I really quite enjoyed the people that I worked with. During school days I would work the evening shift, which was from 2 P.M. to 10 P.M. Then on the weekends I would work in the morning from 6 A.M. to 2 P.M..
In the essay “Working at Wendy’s,” Joey Franklin states, “I only applied here because I knew I would get hired, says Sara the first night I work with her.” This situation related to my experience when I am hunting the job. In that time, I do not care what my job is as long as I realized that I need to help my family to pay my tuition fees and to other expenses. However, on the first day of my job I am not sure how to associate with another employee and to communicate to the customer because I am
I had no idea what was ahead of me; something I had never really felt before. I was immediately placed in an overwhelming situation of having to meet new people and be as outgoing as possible. Being from a small town, this was way
Acquiring a job, whether it be in a doctor’s office or a fast-food restaurant, can transform a person. Jobs tend to educate employees, either indirectly or directly, both about themselves and life in general. In Climbing the Golden Arches, nineteen year-old Marissa Nuñez discusses how her employment at McDonald’s transformed her into a mature and skilled employee. Within her personal narrative, Nuñez mentioned how she faced both pleasant and unpleasant circumstances while working at McDonald’s, all which prepared her for her future career. At McDonald’s, Nuñez learned how to fulfill her role of being an employee by becoming an expert at all the placed stations, dealing with the various types of customers she encountered on a daily basis, and
It was one day I came to accept this job for its benefits. I worked alongside excellent co-workers that always created a smooth work environment, and I was able to observe kids having fun which made me happy. After having to help for months I realized that I’d been a big help. I contributed financially, which put a stop to my household debt. Getting a job at a young age taught me to value the basic aspects of childhood.
The first day I went to that big building I was a bit intimidated. Finding all of my classes and new people everywhere convinced me that I was such a small person. At the midway point of my day, I arrived at lunch. A couple people sitting at a table in the center of the room were talking about video games. I knew that I could fit well in with that group immediately.
Like Sammy, I once worked at Subway and viewed people exactly the way he did. I was eighteen, when I was forced to work at my aunts Subway. I had no choice, but to work at her place to help her out as her husband was seriously sick. My aunt treated me more like her maid than her employee. Like Sammy, I mainly worked on the cash register during the busy hours of lunch time.
I am always dealing with people whether at the store or on the farm. Psyck's Super Market has allowed me to overcome my fears of talking and helping customers out. When I first started working the cash register, I was extremely shy, nervous, and afraid of screwing up. I used to hate helping customers, but now that I am older, it does not bother me. Watching my father work with customers had also helped.
and I learned quite a bit of skills from this. I asked tons of questions about why I was making this particular ingredient, what people were doing when they restocked and so on. But eventually, the awful management, the unfriendly co-workers, and the rude customers made working at Dunkin my worst job. One of the reasons Dunkin was my worst job was because of the awful management her name was
The first day of middle school for me was both terrifying and exciting. I made a lot of new friends within the year. I remember the first day very well. I had woke up at 5;30 a.m. I was extremely tired. All i wanted was to throw my alarm clock across the room and sleep for the rest of the day. I could smell my mom making breakfast, it was pancakes my favorite. I finally got up after smelling that. While I was getting ready, was kinda excited to be in the sixth grade. I was finally in middle school. However, I was also extremely scared. I was thinking about how my classes would go? Are my teachers nice? Am I gonna have classes with my friends? After I ate breakfast, I got in the car with my mom and met up with my best friend Kalliee so we could at least walk in together because we didn 't have any classes together.
It’s difficult to pinpoint a specific moment in one’s life in which your life is transformed. We often realize that this moment is so signingagent when looking back on personal experiences and don’t realize it at the time. For me, this moment occurred when I realized that I had taken what I love most for granted.
My first day of high school as a freshmen in a new level of education Is what I was thinking when I woke from slumber that morning in bed. Stepping foot on the campus wasn’t even the beginning, taking the school bus in the morning is where the first taste of being a freshmen and actually starting and being an high school student. I started to get really nervous and a sense of reality hit me. Walking towards the bus stop all I see is a huge group of high school students waiting around for the bus, calm and cool as I try to stay to be I approach the waiting area not knowing what to I’m getting into. This surge of anxiety
A memorable day I my life is when I first found out I was a diabetic. I was scared and didn’t really understand what was happening. I was too sick, and for the most part out of my mind. But, what I do remember is a lot of pain and a few visitors. It wasn’t the best day and I don’t remember every detail. But I remember enough.