I am the kind of person that feels like they always have to have a job. I hate asking my mom for money, I would basically refuse to do it no matter how desperate I was. But, in two weeks, unless I get another job before then, I will be without a job. Yesterday I put in my two weeks.
I work at Red Lobster. It isn't a bad job. I love the people there. I've only worked there for 6 months and I've made some of the best friends I have. I am going to miss everyone a lot. I never really enjoyed working with food.. I think that was my biggest problem with the job. I wasn't creeped out by having to touch food or anything, I just didn't enjoy touching other people's food. Some of my managers are really some of the sweetest people ever, but a couple others of them didn't know how to deal with high school students. My manager got notice that a job opened at a Red Lobster on 5:00 some Thursday night. His last day was the next day. He was really good with high school aged people, understood that we liked to have fun while getting our work done, and understood that we have other priorities while still being in high school.
It's been about three weeks since he's been gone. We don't have a manager now. The other managers just look after the host and bar. None of the other managers have ever worked with this area of the restaurant and they honestly, not to be mean, don't know what they're doing. They don't really know who is good at what, or understand our schedules. They schedule us for the days we ask for off, which would be understandable sometimes if they really need someone, but it is every single request. Like my friend is really involved in show choir at his school and had a competition this week. No other person asked for the weekend off, and he got scheduled the entire weekend while he was suppose to be at his show choir competition. I mean, this kid is getting a scholarship for music in college, and they were trying to get in the way of that. They knew he was involved with it when they hired him. It's just a bad situation now.
I really think I would rather work at a daycare. This summer I coached little 5 year olds on a swim team. I loved every single one of those kids. I looked forward to helping them every single day. Working at a daycare I could also go there straight from school and work until they close at six o'clock. This would allow me to see my friends more often, but it will also help me with school. I will actually have time to get my homework done, clean my house, and get ready for college. I just hope I get that job.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
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