week #2- ihatemyjob.

I spent a year of my life working at a place that i won't even eat at. Not because the food is gross, but because the place in general is. If you have ever been to Gil's Country inn in Mackinaw then you probably know what i am talking about. When i started working there when i was fifteen and was immediately disgusted by the lack of sanitation and the overall essence of the place. I never understood how people could eat there, then i realized that the only reason they do is because they haven't seen the kitchen. There is no hand washing, no sanitation, no gloves, and they went by a rule they referred to as the "ten second rule." I dreaded going to work every day and had to repeatedly remind myself that I only planned on being there for a year. Once my one year mark came along i decided to stay a week or two extra to make some bank. However, on the day of my one year, one of the managers yelled at me for picking out "the good crayons" to give to a little girl so i decided to write my two weeks notice in purple crayon with smiley faces all over it. Needless to say, that was my last day there and I've never been back.