My First Job
I had wanted a job for years. I always loved the idea of earning money, having my own responsibilities and experiencing something entirely new and foreign to me. Income from this new ‘career’ would be liberating for me: allowing me the opportunity to build a new wardrobe that reflected my individuality (yes, really) and to do any recreational pastime that my heart desired, without any need for parental financial contribution and the scrutiny and ‘input’ that accompanied the cash. However, I soon found that really having a job was completely different to how I had imagined. I despised it.
Did I want to quit gymnastics? I remember weighing up the pros and cons of quitting in my mind. On one hand, I just didn’t want to lose touch with my dear friends who I had grown up with whereas on the other hand I was sick of gymnastics and continuing with it would be like willingly torturing myself. The cons I had desperately searched for, which would persuade me to stay in the comforting normality of being bored to death at …show more content…
No effort was needed for me to get the job and I can see now that I never honestly wanted it. I was young and scared of change and I did not want to lose my friends, which, when I look back, for a thirteen year old girl was perfectly understandable. But now that I am older I can see how important it is for me to put my needs before the wants of my friends. At the time I could see no plus sides to my job but now, although I was not treated well by my previous boss, I am thankful I was given the job because I at least have ammunition for when I want to create a plentiful future through applying for new jobs, after (or during) university. It also meant I didn’t have to rely on scavenging for loose change behind the back of my couch for money to spend. My first job was, I can say without any dubiety, a salutary experience that I will never forget for the rest of my
I had wanted a job for years. I always loved the idea of earning money, having my own responsibilities and experiencing something entirely new and foreign to me. Income from this new ‘career’ would be liberating for me: allowing me the opportunity to build a new wardrobe that reflected my individuality (yes, really) and to do any recreational pastime that my heart desired, without any need for parental financial contribution and the scrutiny and ‘input’ that accompanied the cash. However, I soon found that really having a job was completely different to how I had imagined. I despised it.
Did I want to quit gymnastics? I remember weighing up the pros and cons of quitting in my mind. On one hand, I just didn’t want to lose touch with my dear friends who I had grown up with whereas on the other hand I was sick of gymnastics and continuing with it would be like willingly torturing myself. The cons I had desperately searched for, which would persuade me to stay in the comforting normality of being bored to death at …show more content…
No effort was needed for me to get the job and I can see now that I never honestly wanted it. I was young and scared of change and I did not want to lose my friends, which, when I look back, for a thirteen year old girl was perfectly understandable. But now that I am older I can see how important it is for me to put my needs before the wants of my friends. At the time I could see no plus sides to my job but now, although I was not treated well by my previous boss, I am thankful I was given the job because I at least have ammunition for when I want to create a plentiful future through applying for new jobs, after (or during) university. It also meant I didn’t have to rely on scavenging for loose change behind the back of my couch for money to spend. My first job was, I can say without any dubiety, a salutary experience that I will never forget for the rest of my