Personal Narrative: A Cultural Norm

When I was a teenager I worked in a donut shop. It so happened that the place was sold to a family and was not a corporately owned. In the hope of saving money, they decided to cut labor and asked the hostess’ to do all the cleaning, including the washrooms. The age I was at cleaning was not my cup of tea, therefore, I made it clear to the owners I will do everything else, but clean the washrooms, as I don’t even do that at home, and my mom wouldn’t even let me. The owner’s reply was, “you people should be used to that kind of work, what do you mean you can’t do it,” and a whole lot of other inappropriate things that I won’t get into. At the time, I didn’t realize what she really meant, but decided to give her two weeks’ notice, she decided to end my employment the same day, as I made it clear that I will get sick at my stomach if I attempt to clean the washrooms. Anyway, I did realize later what she meant by expressing that. She was so ingrained in her thinking, perhaps everybody around her as …show more content…
I’m not denying that because most of us do.
My brother in law just passed away about a month ago, who was diagnosed with cancer perhaps six months back. He was the healthiest person, ate healthily, worshiped God, worked out his entire life. He played soccer and then coached soccer teams. He would go to the gym sometimes twice a day. He literally did not touch junk food of any kind. He boiled vegetables, etc. He always did his research on every type of food, and didn’t believe in popping anything in his mouth, died of this horrendous illness. We are all shocked and scared, and are unable to figure out and refuse to accept him gone. All we ever ask ourselves since his death how could it happen to him, when everyone else indulge in so much of the unhealthy foods, and of all the people he didn’t even do that. None of us have any answers for