I was your chance to get out of this town;

So, since I haven't had a chance to tell my avid readers what I've been up to lately (avid meaning Megan) I guess I'll start with what I can remember happening after my last couple of blogs.

So I went to work with my dad.
He drives a shoe mobile and goes around to different places and sells safety shoes.
Not the most glamorous thing, I know.
It made me really appreciate what he does.
First we had to get up at like 4 in the morning.
Which is a feat in itself for me since I didn't go to bed until like 1 the following night.
So first we had to drive to the warehouse to get the truck.
We had to load boxes of shoes onto the truck.
I know it doesn't sound that bad, but it isn't that fun.
It's heavy lifting early in the morning when it's all sticky and humid out, so you're basically sweaty by the time you get there.

After that we started driving to our destination.
The parts where we were driving were the best parts of the whole day.
First of all because I love driving around, I don't know why. maybe because my dad used to drive me around when I was little.
Second of all because it was beautiful out.
In the morning the sky was a light pale baby blue with streaks of pinkish red near the sun.
I wish I would have had a camera.
Then we were listening to the radio and the song "Don't Worry Be Happy" came on just as we passed a deer eating in a field, then we passed a lovely little stream.
It was all just perfect.
That's what made me calm for the day ahead.

Once we got there we had to unload all of those boxes.
And then the frenzy began.
People literally swarmed around the truck.
Everyone was asking me for stuff.
You have to remember what style they wanted, what size, you have to know what shoes they can get for subsidy, you have to check their tickets to make sure they get two pairs not one.
Plus a lot of the guys were ogling at me, which was completely and utterly disgusting.
People kept getting pissy with me, but I didn't seem to mind.

Eventually we had help come.
But it was a busy day until the very end.
Of course people wanted to come 5 minutes before we were scheduled to leave so we ended up being late.
It was exhausting, and to think we had to do it all again the next day.

The second day wasn't as bad though.
Not a lot of people came so we had a lot of down time.
I ended making some new friends, granted they were all at least 6 years older then me, a 20 year old named Andrew, we talked, then I talked to the guy selling shoes in the other truck Red-wing whose name was Will, he was nice and he went to Lansdowne so we talked about that and how it's changed, and last but definitely not least was a 34 year old lesbian named Wynn.
We got along perfectly, and we talked a lot.

All in all it was a wonderful experience.
Plus I got paid 100 dollars.
When my dad gave it to me it was all in ones, and I felt like just throwing up in the air (in my room) and making it rain.