“Don’t let go!” I yelled, taking ten steps back to get away from the lingering stench of rotten eggs and cheese. My co-worker, who was bravely perched on the dumpster, shouted back, “I’m trying! Now, help me!” Just then, the massive trash bag she was desperately trying to keep together, completely tore in half. Soggy leftover food and dirty napkins started falling everywhere. I immediately grabbed a flattened box and pushed it against the bag to try to stop it from spilling, but it was to no avail, as more trash continued to fall. By now, both of us were screaming and laughing at the same time while trying to get the bag over the dumpster. It was a complete mess. So much so, that an employee from the nearby restaurant came over trying to help …show more content…
I can’t even begin to count the number of times where I wanted nothing more than to walk out in the middle of my shift, but I knew that I would have to get through it somehow. Even my first day wasn’t a smooth ride; I started out by losing my hat, and I remember being mortified because it made me look unprofessional. I was also horrible at wrapping the salad wraps, as they always ended up being too loose or close to ripping. There was a particular day where my not so favorite supervisor was watching everyone so intently, like she was waiting on someone to make a simple mistake. Unfortunately, that someone ended up being me. The second I scooped up another spoonful of shrimp into a bowl, she was by my side, glaring, and telling the customer that I was wrong. Her unpleasant voice kept going on and on about how I was giving the customers wrong information and putting way too much shrimp in a bowl. She was known to over exaggerate; in reality there were maybe three extra tiny shrimps in the bowl which wouldn’t have made as big of a difference as she was making it. By her reaction, it seemed like I was causing the whole store to go bankrupt by those three shrimps. That situation made me extremely irritated, but I knew I had to continue to show her respect, and to just let it go. The sun sets even on the days that seem to never end; I’ve learned to take every obstacle as motivation to continue moving …show more content…
Sometimes, we didn’t have a dishwasher and I would be left doing everything in the back. My hands would be shriveled, my socks soaked, and I still wasn’t close to being done. I’ve always had someone come and help me once they finished cleaning. Before my job, I dreaded asking people for help because I’ve always preferred getting things done on my own. I found that sometimes it’s okay to accept help. It was a lot of hard work that I couldn’t have done without my team