Jobs

Like most people, I've had my share of good jobs as well as more than a few terrible jobs.

Through high school. I was a camp counselor for the Boy Scouts.  One summer I was a janitor for a place that wholesaled fish and small lizards to pet stores.  For that, I had to clean all of the fish tanks every week.  As soon as I finished with the last one, it was time to start over at the first again.  Until I was "Promoted, and got a desk job organizing invoices and documenting them.  One day, I noticed an invoice with the name "Weird Al" Yankovic.  I wondered if it was actually him but I never did find out. 

At the Boy Scout camp, I taught the wilderness survival, pioneering, and orienteering merit badges.  As well as the fireman chit (fire safety), and totin' chip (knife, and axe safety) classes.  I remember all of the strict rules.  the counselors had cabins that we stayed in during the camp sessions.  wake-up call was every morning at 6 with breakfast at 6:30.  Then I taught three classes in the morning.  Then Lunch at noon.  We had three more classes in the afternoon and dinner was at 6:00.  Evenings we had free to hang out in the staff village.  we had a basketball court on a cement slab with only one goal.

During community college, I was a work-study for the music department during the semester.  And customer service in the bookstore during the summer.  These two jobs were by far the two best jobs I've had. For the work study position, I was basically passed around from office to office among the music department doing miscellaneous office chores (copies, faxes, etc.)

I remained unemployed throughout my time at the university until my final semesters.  This is where I started to get terrible jobs.  This is because all of the jobs in a college town in the middle of nowhere are food service.  I absolutely hated all of my jobs in food service.  First was a job as a runner in the dorm cafeteria.  I would cook stir-fry, make sandwiches, and clean the dining room.  After I was laid off, I took a job at the local Taco Bell.  It was a little better, but not much.  I was in charge of taking orders and cleaning the dining room and bathrooms.

Finally, I did the same thing that I did at Taco Bell at Burger King.  Absolutely hated it.  My manager was the worst boss I've ever had.  He was always blaming my disability for sub-par work performance.  When in actuality it was because he did not make accommodations for me.  The other managers could see that I needed accommodations and helped me out a little with the tasks I had to perform.  But not nearly enough to get my work performance up.  So, I was fired because of my disability.