Work for what? Money... duh.

"BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GET OFF THE LANE LINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Ah, the familiar phrase most of us have heard.
At least, I've heard.
Soon enough, that phrase will be flowing slowly off my lips. And green 20 dollar bills will flow gently in my palms.
Oh ya.
I got a job.
Technically, I'm not a lifeguard cause in Pittsburgh you have to be 15 to be a lifeguard. And I'm only 14 as of now.
But I will be teaching the lil people how to move their arms up and down through H2O.
Simple enough?
Eh.
Little people are cute sometimes, but other times they can be a pain in the behind. But I love little kids in general, so I'm really excited about it. I just hope I don't mess up on the first day.
I can just see myself, standing, watching a kid get rushed off to the hospital.
Epic failure.
And it wouldn't even be because I messed up, it'd be just my luck.

I start next Tuesday.
Tuesday the 10th.
I'll post about how the first day went then.
Till then, however, I'll be a nervous wreck. And my family will be reaping the consequences.

Did I mention I'll be working with my 16 year old sister who's been working there for 2 years?

This will be "fun".

Here's hoping....