#25 Belonging

I belong to the kitchen staff at Crabby Joes. Unlike the front of house (servers, bartenders, hosts, managers, supervisers) we are able to have a fun, productive and humorous time at work. We all are friends and we do whatever we can to help each other out. We all hate our jobs but make the best of it. Its almost like having a little family with the parents on vacation and the kids on house arrest, complete caos, with the guys being like my older brothers. Or it could be compared to prison, the guys being my gang, and me being the new inmate. Both can be realistically compared. In the end i think the purpose of this clan of clowns in my life is to show me what can happen if you dont believe in your goals, and to even further the point of "life's not fair". I refuse to be working in Crabby Joes for the rest of my life.