Ahh the lowly dishwasher.
After graduation we moved to Florida, like most, I left behind many friends, and was homesick, so the next summer I moved back to Ohio. I struggled finding work quickly, so to ensure I could make my car insurance payments and such (Was lucky to have an Aunt and Uncle let me live with them when I returned), I took a job as a dishwasher at the IronGate in Westlake, 6-1am, then I picked up a second job at a Shell Station 7am-3pm.
I worked a lot, but I enjoyed my co workers and still had fun, being young helps. I eventually did get a job as a draftsman with RW Becket in Elyria, cut dishwashing to just mon-thurs nights 6-1am, and the Shell station to just Sat and Sun 7-3pm. Gotta do what you gotta do.
Needless to say I got tired of it, and moved back to Florida a couple years later, after realizing my image of hanging in friends and such wasn't going to be as some went to college others started families, and I just pretty much working or sleeping most of the time.
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