Jobs I've Held, Pt. 1

Candy striper: Did this for a summer or two. I had these romantic notions of tending to the sick, but in reality we wore the requisite white and red-striped uniforms while manning the gift shop. This mostly entailed restocking the chips, dusting the knick-knacks, and baking Otis Spunkmeyer cookies. Though it was a volunteered position, I believe we probably ate enough of those cookies to constitute a relatively handsome sum in lost profits for the hospital.
Camp counselor:
McDonalds: My folks would not let me get a job during high school b/c they claimed school was my job. A self-confidence annihilating, non-wage earning, job. But one summer I did talk my folks into letting me work Mickey D’s where I was the cashier/drive-thru flunkie. I so resented that b/c I wanted to be a cook so that I too could melt Happy Meal toys in the SUPER microwaves during slow periods, but nooooo... I had a command of the English language and a full set of unbroken teeth, so I was a Cashier.
Food Court: I got in trouble in college and my $200 per month allowance shrank to $10.00 per week (my Dad is nothing if not strict), but the first time my ten bucks was late I suddenly realized that I could make my own money! I worked at the Underground Food Court on Southside. I was first hired as a cashier, but at the end of my time there I was the only person who could work in any and all of the shops (Taco Bueno, Whataburger, Chick-fil-a, Alonti Deli, AND the frozen yogurt/coffee stand.) Thas’ right! Mad skillz!
Taco Bell- Worked there for 3 months. Most notable for the fact that while they cook no food there, they have the most elaborate cash register set-up. Also, the drunk-asses that rolled through the drive-thru at 1am were funny, and I listened to T’Pau’s “Heart and Soul” about 1,200 times in the three months I was there.