My dream job is to open my own business. I want to be a wedding photographer, and also a florist. I plan to combine the two, and have a package deal for weddings. I will have a little shop where I sell my flowers, and also do photography for families, seniors and couples. I could even have an amazing garden in the back of my store as a studio.
There are so many possibilities and I get so excited thinking about it. However, a lot of people tell me that it might be hard. For a while, that really discouraged me and I doubted the chances of it working out. But I find myself continuously coming back to the idea, so I have decided to stick to it. Anything could fail. I choose not to take the easy road. How amazing would it be for my dreams to come true because I fought for them to?
Even though this is what I plan to do for the rest of my life, I have to get there first, right? In order to do so, I plan to go to college to get a master’s in business. But in order to go to college, I have to pay for college. And to pay for college, I have to get a job.
So, in essence, we all have to start somewhere. Humble beginnings are such a big part of the American spirit. Right now, I work at Burger King. I put away at least 50 dollars in savings every time I am paid. That money goes to my future.
But what I don’t understand in my generation is the kids who think they are better than certain jobs.
Many people disagree that “a job is a job.” I actually agree with that statement though. If you are willing to get up every day and work hard for the money you earn, you deserve what you work for. Just because you flip burgers rather than own the restaurant, doesn’t make you any less human. In fact, that fry cook is probably working harder and more frequently than the owner is.
I have heard so many people say “Oh, I would never work at a McDonalds.” But I always wonder why. I personally enjoy where I work. I stay busy, get paid well, get good hours, and also get to meet a lot of different people.
The real question is what would make a person better than a job? I do not understand why someone or how someone could think that that is so. Every one works to get money. That’s what it comes down to, so why does it matter how?
One thing that I have realized is that rich people, old people, poor, young… all of them eat at Burger King. There isn’t only one type of person that comes through those doors. So why is it that they will eat the food, but not everyone respects those who made the food? Somebody has to do it, right? What if me and my coworkers weren’t there? No one would be selling food. This is what I don’t understand.
On top of all this, I look at my manager Jose Torres. One morning we had a long talk and he told me to always go for my dreams. “You’re an American,” he said, “you can do whatever you want.” I have never seen him ashamed of what he does for a living. In fact, he has only ever seemed proud. Every day he dresses like a Men’s Warehouse model and is cheerful and welcoming to the customers.
How can a man from a foreign country with a beautiful family and nice car appreciate a fast food management position so highly, but a kid living down the street his whole life see it as mediocre?
I don’t really have an answer to these questions. All I know is that I am thankful for what I have. I hope one day that I can be as proud of myself and what I have accomplished as Jose is.
Sure, maybe fast food management isn’t the most glamorous job. But it is indeed a job, and a hard one at that. Jose worked his way up to sustain himself. We all have to start somewhere, and there is no shame in that.
