Just like any other college student, I have an after school job. It’s is unlike most part time jobs. Let me list the things I do and maybe you can guess.
When I first get to work, I sit around waiting for someone to approach my cart. If I am lucky I will get a customer. I will most likely have to come up with a brilliant design for this customer and then engrave in onto a plate for them. Then, the customer and I will debate about the price and we’ll end up at the price we started with, because I’m good like that. The customer will leave and I’ll go back to waiting for something to happen. My friend Shawn, at Vonage, might see me bored out of my mind and come to rescue me from boredom.
If I have not laid it out plain enough, I sell license plates. No, I am not a prisoner, they stamp the back plates. I sell, or try to anyway, decorative front plates. I sit at a kiosk in the mall for hours, next to the obnoxious carousel. I have worked here for nearly six months. After sitting and people watching for five to six hours a shift, I have become rather good with reading people. I have gotten to the point where I can tell if the customer is actually going to buy something or not. I have also met some pretty interesting people. There is the Vonage guys that keep my occupied all night, Aleshia that works the carousel and plays Kid Bop as loud as possible, and the security guards who act like FBI agents but do not even carry night sticks.
Overall, it is a pretty nice job. I people watch the whole night in the air conditioning and maybe, every once in a while sell something.