Ignorance
is bliss they say, and that statement was especially true when I was growing
up. I never could be dead set on what I wanted to do, or be when I grew
up. I always assumed it would work out
for me in the end, but now I know that to be false and that I will have to work
hard to get far in life. At age sixteen I had a job where I would sand car
parts every day after school and everyday full time during summer. It was an amazing opportunity to branch out
and find a career that I enjoyed. As time went on work got slower, so there was
a lot less to do around the place and I often would be doing many small things
to keep me busy through the day. At the
time I never thought too much of the rapidly declining amount of work that
needed to be done. The situation became very clear to me the day I was let go
and I will never forget that car ride back home; I should have seen the whole
thing coming. With car payments due every month I became devastated
watching every dollar I had saved up disappear and any ounce of hope for the
future had been reduced to nothing more than fear. It was hard finding another
job. I never was a "people
person" making it especially hard to try to sell myself. It had been
awhile and I was starting to lose motivation. It wasn’t until one day where out
of nowhere I told myself “what's the worst that can happen?” and drove over to
a golf course handed in my resume and with enough courage proceeded to
check back in every week to see if they had reviewed it. And after two weeks I
had been hired
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