Another six hours of my life were spent bagging groceries at the local grocery store. It wasn’t my ideal job, harder work than I expected really. I clearly wasn’t getting paid to spend my time reading trashy magazines and sitting around. However, it came with a weekly pay check, flexible hours, and to be honest, even though it can be tiring, I had a great deal of fun on most days.

Today had been more exhausting than most. I had spent hours running around pushing carts in the hot Arizona sun, grabbing forgotten items for more costumers than I could count, cleaning spills, and the tedious task of go-backs. Go-backs, I have come to believe, is closely related to finding a needle in about 10 hay stacks; a job that takes more than an hour.