Here is my summer high school job story.
In case you can’t read my handwriting:
I used to work @ Great America©.
It was the worst.
I served ice cream and popcorn and some other sugary delights.
Every day, I wore Dickies Pants (navy blue dress code… I think they might have been mens pants, too lol). Baggy, sturdy. Nice and comfy for when I battled ants with my sanitizer spray. (probz could’ve used some 5.11 gear)