Personal Narrative: My First Job

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All of my jobs I have been working so far, they had been surrounded by restaurants. The very first job that I had is catering for weddings. You could call it waiter for weddings, but I think it was more than that. During my high school year, I was eager to have a job, because I was spending money on unnecessary things. I was a very lazy person and this job had completely changed me. The funny thing is it happened so fast, my first job lasts only a day. It was a beautiful Saturday morning; I was still in bed. Rolling around, taking extra sleep was my thing. Suddenly, my friends came to my place unlike usual. They were dressing really nice in vests and ties. “Hey, are you guys going to a wedding?” I said. They told me with smiles on their face: “No, we are going to catering for wedding. We’re going to work.” They asked me if I want to work extra time, because their restaurants needed more employees to catering for a wedding on that day. They explained the whole situation and convinced me it is an easy …show more content…

The manager caught me leaning on the chair and he gave me a whole lecture about how I’m not supposed to slack off during work. I really wanted to tell him what was going in my head: “Hey man, no one trained me. I was taking a break from walking around too much. Plus, you guys needed me, right?” I was too scared to tell him that, I can’t do that on the first day. First impressions always matter right? When the first course on the menu coming out, surprisingly I was the first one to bring out the soup. I was supposed to bring out the soup to the groom and bride’ families first, but I brought the soup out to the wrong table; the guest table. No one told me where that table was. The others came up to me, took my bowl of soup and told me to go inside. I could hear the manager yelling inside the kitchen: “Who brought this guy in?! The captain supposed to bring food out, not him!” and another lecture in the kitchen when he sees me

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