Yesterday was my first day as an actual student on a college campus. All of my classes in the morning went wonderfully, and I was really excited about everything.
UNTIL...
I went to work.
I was hired a couple weeks ago to work in a food court on my campus. My friend and her sister helped me get the job and I am so grateful for their help. However, I HATED my first day. It was chaos! I have never worked in food service before and I received no training. They threw me into the mix and fully expected me to perform like a seasoned veteran.
That was not the case.
I didn't know what the heck was going on.
All I knew is that I was brand new, there was a ridiculously long line, and no one was willing to help me.
Perhaps it's silly to be complaining about such a thing, especially since it's hard for anyone to find a job nowadays.
I just wish that yesterday I wasn't so alone.
I hate feeling alone.
It was my first real day away from my parents.
My first day taking college classes.
Overwhelming doesn't even begin to describe it.
I am grateful for the opportunity I have to attend this university, and I am equally grateful for such a good friend to help me find a job.
But sometimes, everything collides and a big explosion of emotions erupt.
I pray that I will have the strength to continue this job.
I pray that my faith will be sufficient to never give up.
And I pray that tomorrow, will be an easier day.
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