A job I hated...

So the summer is wrapping up officially.  When the Steeler's are on TV you know it's fall and I'm monster sad as I didn't even see summer happen.  With the summer wrapping up everyone is off to new/the same things.  For the first time in 17 + years (I went to preschool for my whole early childhood!) I'm not heading back to school, and while in weeks to come I'll surely reflect on that, for now I look back at the summer.  I realize you have to do what you want to get where you want, and you need to pay attention to the people you meet along the way.  This summer was a trial and test, both fun and frustrating, and that's only the start of the list. 

I did an unpaid internship with some really great people, then to be able to pretend to pay my rent and afford to live (thanks Mom for actually making me able to) I worked on MY marina and as a cashier in a parking garage.  This is where I met some of the craziest, most obnoxious, fun and friendly, intelligent and respectable people... 

Looking at these people they aren't people I would pick and choose as friends.  They come from backgrounds, lifestyles far different than mine.  Not to make theirs or mine right or wrong, but I noticed today, that there is a small common bond of working in the parking garage.  A silent code of camaraderie.  At my internship we all had a lot more in common.  Conversation came easily.  We all shared common college tales, lifestyles growing up, same favorite TV shows, free time activities, and even life goals.  While each of us were different, these are the people I could see myself interacting with throughout the summer, and the type of people I'll surely interact with for years to come.  But the people in the garage, from such different lifestyles, these are the people I think I'll remember the most.  The simpleness of knowing we were all working to get by, most with dreams of moving on, and just stopping by to earn some cash on the way.  Learning the dreams some of these people have, learning about their hobbies that are so different then mine, this created a bigger camaraderie then what I would have anticipated starting the job this summer.  These are the people I'll remember.  Possibly, in the long run these are the people who impacted my life more.  I've been exposed to different cultures, different music, different hobbies, all because I took a job I hated.  I listened to other peoples dreams while telling them mine.  And when they wished me well as I leave them behind next week, I actually think they are sincere....

Crazy how things work out.

-M