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Receiving my first job was a huge milestone in life, as it is for any teen. The feeling was equivalent to learning how to tie a shoe and being picked first for kickball. It was basically a moment where I truly became aware that I was growing up, that “this was it” I was finally going to cut the ties and become my own provider. To prove myself and others, that I can handle the so called “Real World”. However, upon entering my first job, most teenagers were unaware the of the reasonability that came with it. It was pretty much treated like a last period class, “if you show up you pass” kind of deal. When in actuality, it was much more. Working as a ride operator at a local amusement park, Lake Winnie, many would assume that it would be the easiest …show more content…
Bill and that he’d worked at the amusement park for many years, ever since he was a teenager. He enjoyed making the public happy and made sure everyone was enjoying their time, even the employees. He had a deep southern style about him, that made him seem like there was nothing he couldn’t or wouldn’t do for the sake of others. To this day, Mr. Bill is one of the greatest employers/supervisors I ever had. However, it was a while before I knew I got the job. It took about the span of two weeks before I received a call. For a teen to get a job at the park was a very competitive, considering it was a summer job and like any job it had limited positions. Also, to make it even more frightening if you got the at the park you were guaranteed a job anywhere else in town. It wasn’t until that faithful day, I remember it like it was yesterday when I received a call on, a Saturday when I pretty much at the brink of giving up my hopes of finding something that summer. Then I received the call from Mr. Bill himself and it felt that I’d won the …show more content…
I was introduced to the crew that was working with the entire summer along with the other groups and sections of the park. However, the two main divisions were the North and the South. The North, where I worked, consisted of rides for basically age 1 to 12 year old’s the “the baby rides” and the South had everything coasters to golf “the adult rides”. Our groups often competed each other and considered rivals when it came to customers and often fun. Along with that I remember learning a lot of history about the Lake Winnie Amusement Park and how it came to be, Including how the family the who still runs it today. However, it was leaning the rules of the park that changed my outlook on everything I ever thought about any related to entertainment and hospitality. Rules such a cleanness of the park, counting there groups, maintain machines, keep track your personal time and of how many times someone rides. It was everything to the minute detail, the effort the park would put forth to make sure the customer was safe was astounding. However, there most valuable rule was smiling and be alert, which for most of us teens even on a good day was too much to
Yasemin Besen-Cassino’s essay “Cool Stores, Bad Jobs” highlights why affluent teens get certain jobs. Many of the reasons she wrote about in the essay, I have seen while working at the movie theatre. Hiring managers will try to hire specific kinds of people; people that will fit in with the current employees. While being selective about hiring, the low starting wage offered deterred many, often more experienced, people from accepting the job. Lastly, work is seen as a place to hang out by some of the employees.
I was hired quickly and kept my first job for a year. During that year, I worked quite often, which had affected my school work. I didn’t make time to study and went to bed late most nights. As much as I wanted to quit, I kept working. I wanted to quit, because I feared I couldn’t keep up with school anymore. It terrified me that I would fall so behind, and never get anywhere in life. I kept faith, and I worked hard to get where I am today. I never gave up. I did not like asking for money at home, because I knew everyone was already struggling. I felt like I needed my job, so that I could make money to pay for things myself. Without work, I wouldn’t have any lunch money for school. My grandparents helped as much as they could. It's not their job though, I felt that it wasn’t fair they had to keep spending their money on me. Working has taught me great skills. I was shy before my first job. I am now more outgoing and social; I love meeting new people. I still work to this very day, and I am working hard in school. With good time management, I’m able to keep up with
Holiday World and Splashin’ Safari is a seasonal theme and water park located in Santa Claus, Indiana. This is also an organization which I have previously worked at for six seasons. Having a slogan of “Number 1 for Family Fun!,” Holiday World strives to provide for their guests two affordable theme parks with a fun and family oriented environment. They also pride themselves on having world-class rides and entertainment, free soft drinks, friendly employees, immaculately clean grounds, and providing outstanding service. Holiday World offers a variety of full-time and seasonal job opportunities which are broken down into different departments. Some of these departments include admissions, entertainment, food and beverage, grounds, lifeguards and slide attendants, maintenance, security, and rides. This report will focus on the food and beverage department. The work environment for food and beverage employees can often be hectic and stressful. Employees are expected to serve quality food to thousands of guests each day in a timely and efficient manner. At the same time, employees must also maintain Holiday World’s reputation as the friendliest and cleanest park in the world. Effectively being able to work in teams plays a huge role in this department.
I was being held under with no idea when I may get up, getting tumbled and dragged along the ocean floor. Each chance I pop up and gasp for another breath of air another wave crashes on me causing me to choke on the salt from the ocean. This has been my experience in high school, and once I am graduated it will feel like I can finally catch my breath and ride that first wave.
My first contact experience was deaf coffee that was held on friday january 22nd at the lighthouse church in puyallup. I was here for about 3 hours from 6-9pm. For me this experience was really weird because i’ve never been in a room of complete silence with so many people communicating so much before. If i hadn’t even notice the doors being widely opened i probably would’ve walked right by the room to be honest. First look at the room and it was quite spectacular. People of all race, ethnic background and culture were all smiling and enjoying each other company. First thought that came to mind was “wow, this is special”. People all getting along in acceptance and connected under one cause, American sign language. The people here are somehow more accepting than the regular people you would find in the outside world. So the first face that i notice is this guy i saw at highline signing at the table with some other people in the student union at highline. I met him earlier this week, his name was aj. I started there, figured i had at least one connection to the deaf community at highline. Went up fingers shaking just managed to get out hi my name Averi. In response he signed i know you, Averi correct? The syntax from ASL to english is still hard for me too cognitively figure out but i figured with
Everyone has dream in life. Some people have a dream to visit different places and some people want to become successful in future. Likewise I also had a dream to come USA and to become successful in future. I was 17 when I came here with my parents. I heard a lot from my friends about their first day in USA. They said it was so sad however mine was the best day and the long day in my life which I can’t ever forget. I still remember that day in USA; I was sleeping in the airplane because I was so tired of traveling 18 hours flight. I was in a deep sleep suddenly I heard someone was calling my name because of that I wake up. It was my mom who was calling me. She told me to look outside I rub my eyes and looked outside. I still remember that moment when I first looked California, USA through plane window, those tall building which I saw in movies looks like a plane ground. I was so excited to be here in USA I feel like it is a piece of heaven.
As one young person was heard to remark, “You can’t get a job without experience, and you can’t get experience without a job.” That dilemma can be overcome, however, by starting work early in life and by accepting simpler jobs that have no minimum age limit and do not require experience. Jobs Teens Can Do Begin early at jobs that may not pay especially well but help to establish a working track record: delivering newspapers, babysitting, mowing lawns, assisting with gardening, and the like. Use these work experiences as springboards for such later jobs as sales clerks, gas station attendant, fast-food worker, lifeguard, playground supervisor assistant, and office staff assistant (after you have developed basic office skills). As you progress through these work exploration experiences, try increasingly to get jobs that have some relationship to your career plans.
It is August 2012. I’m rocking back and forth in my recliner, smoking a cigarette. I’m alone in my apartment, surrounded by fast-food trash. Trash on the table, trash on the floor. Trash everywhere. In between drags of my cigarette, I try to suppress a gargling cough that is creeping out of my lungs and into my throat. I do not want to cough. I do not want to be sick again. But I know I am. It is bronchitis and it is my third bout of it this year. I know that I need to quit smoking temporarily in order to get over the bronchitis. Like most smokers, I am always trying to quit. I think to myself, if I have to quit for a few days anyway, knowing that the first few days are the hardest part; maybe I should use this opportunity to quit for good.
The day you get your first car is like christmas morning for a kid. You are so ecstatic that you almost can not control yourself. But when you do get a car, you know, freedom is at your fingertips. This memory start in the middle of May. I have had my permit for a few months then, so I could drive. My dad said he wanted to help me get a car if I paid for gas and insurance. That is when I started searching Craigslist. I knew I wanted something with four wheel drive, and something that got decent gas mileage. I really liked old Ford Broncos at the time, but they got horrible gas milage, so that was off the table. My next choice was a 1985 toyota 4runner. They had great gas mileage, and good four wheel drive. I happened to be at my aunt and uncle’s house when my uncle said
A little girl goes to school for the first time wearing a blue striped t-shirt, blue jean shorts, and a brand new pair of sneakers. She wakes up early, fearful, excited, but mostly giddy. For such a little girl, she is exceptionally intelligent. She is ready to learn and has been asking her Mommy when this day would come for what has felt like a life time in kid years. Her mother did her hair in pigtails for the occasion, her outfit was laid out a week ahead, and her backpack had been packed for weeks. Her first day would have been amazing. Her new teacher asked each student what they wanted to be when they grew up. The girl said, “I want to be a soldier.” She was proud of the soldiers, her Grandpa was a soldier. But something happened, the teacher said, “You can’t do that, pick something else. You’re just a girl.”
Imagine it is one’s first day in high school; erect in front of them are the entrance to their fresh school life, now once one opens those doors to their fresh school life, there must be, at minimum, thousands of questions and thoughts coming to their mind; what does one expect of themselves getting into a life such as this? Some of those beliefs may go along the lines of, “I hope I meet many of my friends this year.” “This school year is going to be subsequently much tougher than any of my school years I have ever been in before.” The list just goes on and on from there. I, too, also assumed as much my first day of high school, but was what I expected what I truly acquired?
The second I stepped foot onto the amusement park’s property, I could feel the magic swirling all around me. As I walked through the crowds of people young and old wearing Disney apparel and Mickey Mouse ears, everything seemed so enchanting: the cheerful music, the twinkly lights on all of the buildings, and the stores that could have been from my favorite Disney movies. Walking along the streets, I took pictures of everything around me because I did not want to forget a single detail; I took pictures of the vibrant yellow, red, and pink flowers that lined the streets, the buildings with intricate details and designs, and the massive roller coasters that glided so swiftly on their tracks. The air was filled with heavenly scents of sweet churros, and I had to get one; it was delectable. Everything at Disneyland seemed perfect and like it was out of a movie. Even as I was about to leave, I got drawn back in; spectacular, bright, colorful fireworks started bursting right over my head, and I could not bring myself to go. My first visit to Disneyland was truly enchanting and magical. At the time I thought no other vacation could
As far back as I could remember, I was always in a rush to grow up and be responsible. I was about thirteen when I realized I wanted a job, so I could have my own money. I’d even fill out applications online, lying about my age but it never worked. A few birthdays went by and I was celebrating my sixteenth birthday and a few weeks later; I received my first retail job. My very first job was at a popular teen store called Aeropostale. I learned and experienced a lot working there and made friends as well. Although, I got what I desired, I often had uncertainties once I really got the feel for the part-time position. In life, people leave and things change and by the end of my employment, I would soon look back and realize it.
The alarm woke me up at about 7:00 o’clock in the morning. I remember it like it was yesterday, staring at my phone feeling scared and excited to begin a new chapter in my life. I was starting my first day of highschool, but instead of being at the school I had planned on going to since I was 11, I was starting high school on the complete opposite side of the world. Netanya, Israel was where I was going to spend the next year of my life. I still couldn’t believe I wasn’t starting high school with all of my old friends, it’s all we had talked about since middle school.
I was only seventeen when I started working. I lived in a very small city that I downtown area full of different stores. During the summer times, most of the stores downtown would post job listings looking for young individuals who wanted to work during the summer season. I decided that I wanted to gain some work experience and decided to apply in one of the stores. The store I worked in was called Kid City; it was a clothing store for children. I enjoyed the job I had in the beginning; all I did was open up boxes and placed the clothes in the racks so the store associates could hang them up on the store racks. I enjoyed the job because I did not have to deal with the customers that came into the store. However, I was then moved to the front of the store to