The Travelogue series recounts a seventeen-day-long cross-country road trip I took at age 21 with two college friends. We started in Charlotte, NC, and ended up two weeks and 8,000 miles later in Los Angeles, CA. The following is taken verbatim from a handwritten journal I laboriously kept on the trip. Names have been changed, but the rest is absolute, 100%, unedited truth.
Wow I can’t believe I haven’t written in this long. So much has happened.
Got a job after 3 rounds of interviews, a morning spent filling out paperwork, and a day of watching orientation videos and reading the manual. Went to 2 out of 5 days of training and was actually kind of enjoying it. Morgan and Christina were training me. Morgan – older Mexican lady. Christina – older white lady. They were kind and I was starting to get the hang of it.
But… while I was waiting 47yrs for my actual training to start, Jessica got a job at Shelby’s and kept telling me all kinds of stories about it, so I went in and got trained there and actually worked. 2 shifts before the other training ever even started. Continue reading “Travelogue Pt. 18”