Right now I am currently employed at Carl's Ice Cream, 1700 W. College Avenue, Normal IL. Of course you assume that I am probably a high school student, or maybe even a college student, trying to make a little extra spending cash. Well that's who I was, 50 years ago, when I first started working at Carl's. But now I am 66, and trying to figure out how I am still alive, because for the past 50 years I have wanted to kill myself everytime I walk into the building. You see, this job would be a lot better if everyone and their mom .. no really, a woman name Christi, and her mom works there also .. but anways, if everyone and their mom wouldn't take my hours all the time and leave me with the crappy ones. You might wonder to yourself whether or not I am married, or have any friends ... but after about the 5th saturday night I had to work, my social life fell to a an all time low. Okay, I may have over exaggerated this time ... because in High School and College it was fine .. i mean who honestly goes out before 10 anyway? .. but once you hit adult-hood .. no one stays up past 10. It's rediculous. If you want to know what I do at my job, the answer is nothing. Why you ask? because half of the year is Winter .. no one goes out into negative degree weather to eat ice cream. Few do .. and usually they smell. Which makes the job that much more enjoyable. The only good thing about the job, is that you can eat ice cream any time you want ... so then that way, you get sick of it and will never eat it again, the plus side to this -- you won't get fat :). ( well, hopefully). Anyways, this job sucks. And 8 dollars an hour at age 66 is never ever worth it.
the end.
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Keep your chin up, you'll find a boyfriend one of these days... maybe.
Doesn't sound like Carl's Ice cream is the place to get a job. That would suck scooping out ice cream for 50 years. I'd get sick of it too.
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