EPTMy first job was working at Subway as a "sandwich artist." Up to that point, I'd always wanted to work at Subway because I loved their sandwiches (they used to be better 10 years ago). It was Summer between my Junior and Senior year of high school, and I felt that I should get a job. I strolled into Subway and told the manager I'd like to work there, and she basically shrugged her shoulders and said "sure!" I started the next day, worked about 12 hours a week, then the store closed a month later and everyone got laid off. I was like "cool, I don't have to quit when school starts!"
During Senior year of high school, I again was in need of a job. A buddy of mine hooked me up with a job at Togos, another sandwich shop, which he warned was a terrible job and the manager was a retard (my friend had been working there for half a year). He was right... the job did suck. About four months later, we were all told that the store would be closing (LOL AGAIN) within a month. I didn't care very much, since I'd be leaving for college soon. I got sick one day on the job and had to go home and subsequently take off a week of work. The day before I was going to come back, the manager called me and said I didn't need to come in to work the next day because I was fired for "not being good with customers" which was bullshit. I was like wtf...
When I went back a week later to return my uniform and grab my last check, the manager asked if I'd be able to come back and work for the last couple weeks the store was open. I told my dad and he convinced me to go back to earn a little more cash before I go away to college. So I spent an awkward two weeks working at that dump. Still makes me laugh.
