How Did My First Job Change My Life

Who knew getting my first job would change my life dramatically, I didn’t, but I could not be happier that I got the job I got and what came out of it, and what continues to come out of it. I don’t think I could of asked for a better first job. The summer between my junior and senior year of high school was spent by applying to job, after job, after job. With the unfortunate event of none of them ever getting back to me with good or bad news. At around my third online application of hearing nothing back, I decided to start going into places of hire. That didn’t change the outcome of hearing nothing back. It wasn’t till August, the last week of August, that I walked into Arby’s for open interviews that I got hired a few days afterword. I was …show more content…
I have had crushes before, however none of them have ever went anywhere, or became anything. Usually once the guy found out I liked them, we ended up talking less and less. Which I was okay with because it just meant to me that they were not worth my time anyway. I didn’t think this crush would turn out any different. To make things even more official to me that nothing would happen between him and I, soon after I found out he had a girlfriend. I dropped all the very little hope I had left of something happening. I began distancing myself from him little my little so I wouldn’t be tempted, I thought maybe I won’t mind as much if I did not talk to him. That idea was put into motion and stuck for about a month, at which point Brandon decided we not only needed to start talking more but also outside of work. With the power of Facebook messager that is exactly what happened. At first I kept to my plan of distancing myself while still being nice by only messaging him with stickers, which are just glorified emoticons. Hoping he would get bored and stop talking to me but, the plan backfired and he kept up with and returned the stickers all the while still trying to get me to talk. Slowly I began to talk to him more because he was funny and honestly how could I not talk to him when he was trying so hard. After a month, the stickers were a thing of the past and were rarely used anymore at that point. We mostly just talked to each …show more content…
Not many people would listen to him when he needed to talk to someone and he didn’t know what to do to make things better for himself. He was depressed and sad most of the time and lashed out by punching things and yelling generally getting angry. He started opening up to me on a whole new level that I have never experienced with anyone before. I wanted to be there for him and make sure he was happy. Even if he just wanted to talk about his girlfriend I would sit and listen and try to give advice to the best of my ability. I was only hurting myself in the long run, try to save and help their relationship even though I wanted to be the one who was his girlfriend. Eventually he started telling me about how he wasn’t happy with his girlfriend but, he still loved her and didn’t want to leave her because he knew it would crush her, he was all she had. I would give advice to talk to her more and tell her the things he would tell me but, ultimately I told him it was up to him to make decisions in making himself happier. Sometimes it’s okay to be selfish if it’s for your own health and happiness. Weeks of this went by I saw him at his lowest, angriest, and happiest. I have seen this boy cry, punch a hole in a garage door, and skip along on a sidewalk huge smile on his face. In place of his girlfriend I became, unintendedly, his go to person to make him happy. One night he texted me asking if I liked him, after much hesitation I ended