My First Day at Work - Personal Narrative Essay

Growing up as a child, money was one of the last thoughts on my mind. I was very preoccupied with playing outside, sports, girls, friends and school. My parents gave me an allowance every week that was equal to my age up until I was eighteen. This allowance, besides Christmas and my birthday was the only direct transfer of money I ever received from them throughout childhood. However, if I had an interest or a hobby, they would back me financially. For example, when I first shown an interest in lacrosse, my parents bought me all of the necessary equipment for me to play. I also had a short-lived interest in tap dancing, after convincing my parents I was serious, they paved the way for me to have a few lessons. I lost interest almost immediately

Over the summer I had gotten a job , as most high school students do.The fine establishment that had hired me was Lowe's.This job had everything I wanted for the summer, great hours which worked around me and summer school. And payed more than the minimum wage most jobs were offering. So why did I need a summer job well unlike most teens it wasn't because my parents told me to so that i learn how to manage money or even to get some new fresh set of rims or even a radio with the flashing LED lights. I needed the job to put food on the table pay the home bills and keep us from calling a place where we call home. The money needs our home had were tall and wide, My mother had lost her job working at a retail store, my older just came home from

When I applied for C.R. England I was not sure that I would be accepted to go through the program. Three days later I received a phone call from a Recruiter at C.R. England and while on the phone we went over all the information before setting a time and a date for leaving for Salt Lake City, Utah. When the day came to leave for Salt Lake City, Utah my parents took me to the Greyhound terminal to prepare to leave. Thirty minutes later we boarded the bus to leave our first stop was in Missouri I stayed on the same bus and from there I went to Kansas where I had to switch buses but I had to wait one hour before the other bus got there after boarding the bus for going to the next stop I was in Colorado where I had to wait two hours and thirty minutes before boarding my next bus to Wyoming once I got to Wyoming the next bus was ready and it had no air conditioner that I remember so the last bit of traveling was so warm that everyone on it was hot even a eight month old baby everyone tried their best to help the mother out to make

This was a trivial job for me, filler really. I always wanted to work in a retail environment so when I came upon the chance, I took it. Although it wasn’t everything it was cracked up to be. I did learn what preparation goes into preparing a store for the day, though; it was a lot more than I considered. From steaming to organizing, it was constantly something to put into tidy arrangements.

I worked three hours on Saturday 8/15/2015 and three hours 8/16/2015 at Old Navy. I worked on the registers both days. Saturday was the slowest day I have ever worked so far. This is probably due to the fact people were no longer back to school shopping and it was late at night. I learned about what to do when it is slow in the store which is organize the merchandise in the lines and in the front of the store. My manger gave me the project to organize the shoes which tend to get very messy. This posed a challenge as there were no hangers for all of the shoes on the rack. I had to strategically place them so the rack to look neat. I also had organize the sunglasses and jewelry. I was then taught how to take out the trash and re-bag the hanger

This week in field was interesting as I experienced a situation I am certain will re-appear after entering the work field. On Monday my field supervisor and I received a phone call from a mother who had been physically abused by her boyfriend. The mother was emotional and admitted to having scares and bruises. Before the client was able to explain the situation, my supervisor informed the client I would be listening to the conversation; receiving consent from the client before allowing me to sit in on the conversation. After receiving consent, my supervisor went on to ask questions in regards about the mother’s safety and her children’s. The questions she asked were, “Is the boyfriend still in the home?” “Were the children around when the abuse

I had an excellent first year mentor during my first year here at Berry. She worked exceptionally hard to make us feel welcome and planned fun group outings for us. I think her effort that semester was definitely a reason why my transition to college life went so smoothly. I would love to do the same and more for a BCC class of my own. I think I have qualities that would make me a great first year mentor. I love interacting with and connecting with people, and I find it easy to speak in front of large groups. I would enjoy planning activities for a BCC class as well; after exploring Rome and the nearby areas for the past year and a half, I can think of tons of cool things nearby to do. Most of all, as a first year mentor, I would want to make

Not intentionally, but it has been hard coming to work every day after the write-up Laura and Max give. I feel unappreciated, I’m tire, and I’m the only one on 3rd shift that is running around with my head cut off. You could say, I am un-happy here. I’m at that point where I’m ready to put my hands up and walk out. Since you are willing to work with me, let’s try the 8pm to 4:30am?

When people first get their license, they immediately begin to envision themselves driving a car that they will likely never drive. The car which I set my sights on was a Dodge Charger. Since my parents understandably wouldn’t buy me a car, I began saving up to buy the car myself. I applied for two jobs during the summer heading into my junior year, along with working for my dad as well.

Thump-thump, thump-thump, thump-thump. My heart began to race as I climbed in my truck early Monday morning. Anticipation grew inside of me at the thought of starting my new job. Would it be difficult? Would I get frustrated? I kept asking myself these questions, but I didn't want to know the answers. All the confidence that I had built up before that day had diminished and I was left with dread. I tried to reassure myself that it was just a summer job and that I would never have to go through it again, but my anxiety had already overcome me.

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I think that in general I had a great internship experience and the thing that worked well was the cooperativeness of my co-worker who were will to teach me new things each week. I had a great internship supervisor, Christina who was always willing to answer my questions and to give me guidance.

The day…the DAY of our first Performance Evaluation, I showed up displaying the mirror image of how the service uniform should be set up. This was also the day we were to be inspected in our blues for graduation prep. This happened despite waking up earlier than normal just to have enough time to make sure everything was correct. I even looked up the dress and appearance reg to make sure I wasn’t working off of memory. Thankfully, my classmates were being very observant that morning and quickly pointed out my mistake. It’s true that no matter how smart you think you are, you can’t make it without other people in your life. There is the idea of the “unknown unknowns”. The only way to know those unknowns is to foster relationships with people

I am a loyal customer at our local Walmart super center here in Laredo, Texas. I am writing to you to inform you about the events that occurred while I was out shopping for food, and other key enssentials I needed at my house. While normally I wouldn’t have had a problem because things like this aren’t a big deal to me personally; however, I don’t feel the other customers should deal with someone who is in such a food mood. I asked for assistance in locating some of the items I need, and the employee I asked for help gave me the information I needed. However the way she did was rather harsh. “It’s over there, on row 9, what are you dumb? Can’t you read the signs on the top?” While I wasn’t exactly bothered, I felt she was wrong with the way

It’s that moment in our lives where we take that first step towards adulthood. I managed to get my first job towards the end of junior year. I wanted to get a job before, but I decided to wait after finishing my SATs and ACTs. I wouldn’t want to distract myself from studying with working.