Personal Narrative: My First Job

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For the last three years I have been working. My very first job was at a Restaurant called Yadkin Valley Seafood. I abominate that place. When I first started working there it wasn't so bad, but once the bosses daughter arrived everything changed. I couldn't stand her. Everyday I had to work there I would cringe because I didn’t want to go. Working during the week was the worst. Eight hours of school and right after school was over I had to work for six hours. The worst part was getting home late and having to eat, take a shower, and do homework. One day I had enough. I was tired of being treated like crap and working so many hours. I found that after I quit I started doing better in school and asked myself why I didn't quit sooner. The only thing I miss about that place was how much money I was making, but that is defiantly the only thing I miss. Abominate-verb; hate, detest The Daycare Job …show more content…

It was where I went to pre-school at which seems like forever ago, but it was turned into a daycare. Compared to my first job this one was so much better. The only thing I couldn't stand was getting up at 6:00 in the mornings. I have always thought about being a teacher, but I learned expeditiously that being a teacher is not what I wanted my career to be. I love kids, but I don’t think I could handle a big group of kids everyday. A few of the kids would never listen so I got to see what it was like to be the “bad guy” for getting onto the kids (now I know how my parents feel). I was able to see a few of the kids last week and every single child was happy to see me and it filled me up with joy knowing that they were happy to see me too. I think that is the best part working with

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