My Worst Job
I have not necessarily had a bad job, but I would have to say working for the Christmas season at a bookstore was a lot more hectic than working at the bank. Christmas is a very busy time of year for people- running around, buying presents, and visiting family. This made customers at the bookstore very demanding. I still enjoyed selling books to people but I was always the target of people’s impatience. A second reason this job was not ideal was the fast pace. An eight-hour shift could be spent constantly running around without so much as a fifteen-minute break. This often made me feel flustered and unprepared. I did not mind so much because I was in high school, so I didn’t have quite as much homework, but I would not take such a job today. The final reason that working at the bookstore ranks below working at the bank is because there was a sense of community with the permanent employees that I felt excluded from being a seasonal employee. My co-workers were still very kind and considerate but their community did not extend to the temporary employees. Overall, I am still grateful to have had such a great first job.
