Today is Monday, Labor Day, and we don't have school. I'm grateful for the day off although I'm sure I will be as busy as if we did. I just got home from practicing a few songs with a kid from school that we perform at a coffee house once every month or so. Now I am getting some homework knocked out before I leave for a family picnic at my cousin's house. I can't stay there very long, though, because I have to be at work at noon.
My job is a very intersting one. I started working at Hersheypark at the end of school last year. For the first day of the job, I enjoyed it. Primarily because it got me out of the house and gave me something to do. However, after a week or two, I loathed going to work. I work with people who are visiting the park and are at times very angry. They therefore look for the nearest innocent worker who has no control over the situation and choose to complain to them. Their only goal seems to be to relieve some immediate stress and make this unfortunate imployee's day worse. When the guests are upset, the employees are upset. Simple equation right? Wrong. We as employees are not allowed to be anything but "Hersheypark Happy" all of the time. I find myself smiling while being screamed at and saying, "Hello, welcome to the theatre" while standing in the pooring rain and moving other people's strollers.
Needless to say, what seems like it should be an easy, care-free job, is actually quite stressful and I dread going. And with that, I'm off to work!
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