I love this story because the story has a an unwritten and deeper title "Do what you love and love what you do". True, while the unwritten title may not have grabbed most of those here who really appreciated it (myself included), it underlies what arguably really motivates a lot of teens to work any job, which is working a job doing what they like.
I was "tricked" or "crimped" into my first job the day before my 16th birthday. I accompanied my dad on a shopping trip, and he asked the manager there if he was hiring, gesturing to me. I didn't have a chance to express my own point of view in the course of this conversation. And by the time we left the store, I was supposed to show up the next day to be hired.
I wasn't thrilled to work there, but the first paycheck I received motivated me to continue working. It funded my evenings out and my sci-fi and comic book collecting, and let me save for my first car, a '71 red Buick Skylark with powerful V8.
But I would have liked it better if the story of my first job was more like this story.
I was "tricked" or "crimped" into my first job the day before my 16th birthday. I accompanied my dad on a shopping trip, and he asked the manager there if he was hiring, gesturing to me. I didn't have a chance to express my own point of view in the course of this conversation. And by the time we left the store, I was supposed to show up the next day to be hired.
I wasn't thrilled to work there, but the first paycheck I received motivated me to continue working. It funded my evenings out and my sci-fi and comic book collecting, and let me save for my first car, a '71 red Buick Skylark with powerful V8.
But I would have liked it better if the story of my first job was more like this story.