Memories: My First Job In London, UK Working At McDonald's

Would you like some fries with that?...My first Job....McDonald's UK in 2002 when I was 22 yrs old. I went to the UK on a student exchange visa. I thought my resume was so impressive. My resume was so impressive if I was an employer, I would hire me. I walked the streets of London for many days with about 50 resumes my cousin had prepared for me. A few days my cousin also walked around with me giving me suggestions of places I could go that may be hiring. I was confident that I could work and go to Medical school. I was in the greatest city of the world with not even 1 cent in my pocket to enjoy it. I could get no jobs. Only McDonald's was hiring. So I applied to McDonald's and was hired! Yaaay!!! Suddenly I had money in my pocket that I earned. I did not beg it. borrow it, steal it. It was the greatest feeling in the world. I even made enough to buy a £50 day trip return ticket on the Eurostar to Paris. I was even able to save some money towards paying back some of the tuition fees I owed to the University of the West Indies. One day I was at McDonald's and I spilled the entire contents of the milkshake by accident. I thought my manager was going to fire me. He just looked at me and said. Nichole just clean it up. And he went about his business as if I didn't just spill a day's supply of milkshake. Ever since that day, I learned an important valuable lesson: if you make a mistake, just admit it, clean it up and move on. That was one of the biggest lessons I have learned my entire life. I hope this can encourage some of my younger family members and friends.

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