Narrative Rough Draft
Getting your first car, going to the movies, buying clothes; we all like to do these things right? I would venture to guess that about 99% of you said yes. Unfortunately, to do these activities a certain thing is needed, that’s right money. To get that money, unless we are lucky enough to have extremely indulgent parents, we have to get a job.
Sometimes though, we get so wrapped up in making that money we end up thinking it’s not necessary to go to college. Either that or we don’t want to stop making that money long enough to go to college. However, college is a necessary evil. My first experience in the work force was maybe a little unorthodox. My Dad worked for a small printing company that needed some extra helpers packing boxes on the weekend. It was this experience that convinced me for forever more that I would definitely be going to college so I could get a good job.
You may be thinking that packing boxes doesn’t sound so bad, but I am willing to bet that I can change your mind. It was my freshman year of high school and after we got out of school on Friday afternoons my Mom would pick up my brother, sister, and me to go grab some fast food on our way to the printing factory. The work day would begin at 5 p.m. and end 12 long hours later. We would walk in to the vast expanse of the warehouse with its sprawling, frigid concrete floors. Usually there were at least 2 or 3 people in the break area to greet us as we walked in.
After dinner we would make the football field length trek back to the printing and boxing area once we passed the dividing wall the clamorous noise of the printing presses would assail our ears and the dark slightly metallic smell of ink, along with the rubbery smell of hot glue would flood our nostrils. The company was making quarter maps at the time; they were all the rage when the quarters for each state were coming out. They were about text book size...