Kumon Essay

My First Job

BEEEEP! I rolled over and pressed snooze for about the tenth time that morning because it was summer and sleeping in only seemed mandatory. I felt the warmth of the sun come in through my large bedroom window and make direct contact with my half open eyes. I immediately knew that today was going to be a good day.

Just like any other summer morning I woke up around noon, slowly drudged out of bed and walked over to the sink where I would typically fall asleep brushing my teeth. But on this particular day I remember being wide-awake with a ready to go mentality. I quickly brushed my teeth and went downstairs to enjoy some breakfast. One bowl of milk with exactly 3 handfuls of Captain Crunch cereal was a tradition; so I got my bowl and sat down to enjoy the wonderful meal that awaited me.

I was enjoying the bowl of cereal and watching House, my favorite television show when I saw a bright little screen light up. I slowly turned my head to look at my phone and saw a text from my friend. It said “Hey you can come by today and interview if you want.” At that moment my day went from being just another summer day to the most important summer day. This was the day that I would be applying for my first real job. I hurriedly unlocked my phone; 0-8-8-0 a password that was meant to take no time to enter did the trick and text awaited me. I replied saying, “Great I’ll come by later today.”

At this point a multitude of emotions hit me. First, I felt happy and excited because it was my first real job and I could finally start making some money that I could squander on whatever my heart desired. But then I was filled with remorse and sadness because I knew that getting a job meant that I was growing up and I couldn’t be a kid anymore, it also meant that I had more responsibility on top of my already long list of obligations. But nevertheless I was going to be ready for this interview.

I wasn’t too sure on what the interviewer would ask me so...