Dunkin Donuts

The summer before my junior year of high school, I began working for Dunkin Donuts. I has just turned sixteen years old, and it was my first job I had ever had. When I applied for the job, I was immediately hired because my sister worked there as well. As I began my first week on the job, I realized how much I already hated it. From the customers to the smell of the place, there was no where I would rather NOT be was Dunkins. It was awful. I messed up a lot at the beginning, and since it is a fast food restaurant, nothing stops for a mess up, which would lead to more and more mistakes, slower service, angry customers, so on and so forth. My hours were always awful, with shifts starting from as early as seven a.m. to three in the afternoon. Eight hours, with only one fifteen minute break. Absolutely horrible. There would always be the customers that were just downright mean, having no sympathy at all. 'Come on, I'm only sixteen! Give me a break!' I would think to myself, sometimes even mumble under my breath. But of course, I had to keep a smile on my face even though I was screaming on the inside. The customers are always right, even if they're wrong. It stunk.

As I woke up early every summer morning, I realized more and more of the extent to which Dunkin Donuts was an awful job. I didn't get to see the summer days until three in the afternoon, and I would smell like dirty sink water mixed with stale donuts and gross coffee. The stench of my clothes as I left work every day got more and more unbearable, and soon I couldn't take it anymore. I would feel disgusting being in the place, and even more disgusting when I left.

I knew this wasn't the job for me. I looked at my bank account, which had about five hundred dollars saved up in it, and decided that I had made enough money to get out of the stupid job. I literally would have dreams -no, nightmares, about working, where customers would jump over the counter and strangle me if I made their coffee wrong. This was definitely not the job for me.

I went to my boss and told her I quit, and I guess she was going to fire me anyways. I spent all of the money that I saved in a matter of a month. Oops.