Aidan has a nanny job this summer, caring for our next door neighbors' kids for six weeks. It's a huge thing to go from never having a job to having one that's pushing 40 hours. I'm really proud of her for doing it. She loves the kids, so that's a big bonus as well.
I came downstairs to make my lunch yesterday and looked out the front window to see her in the street, soaking wet, fending off the hose.
I couldn't help but grab the zoom lens and shoot away.
Plus, I caught the culprit as well.
We can all agree that sometimes your boss can really muck up your life.
I mean, who out there hasn't felt totally hosed at the end of a long day, right?
My first job was working as a snack bar attendant at the Roller Fair Skate Deck in Everett, Washington. It worked out perfectly with my figure skating practice hours, plus… all the free soft serve I could eat.
What was your first job? Let's take a stroll down First Job Memory Lane, shall we?
p.s. My second job was working at Chess King where we sold Michael Jackson Thriller jackets. But that's a story for another day…