Estoy Brittany Desu

       My name is Brittany Leigh. I am twenty-seven years old, and I am from Columbus, Ohio.        Since the age of sixteen, I have worked at nineteen different places*. I have had around twenty-six different job titles*. My wages have ranged from minimum wage ($6.85 hourly when I went into the workforce) to a maximum of around $16 per hour*, when I worked in Japan. Most of my jobs have been in the restaurant industry. From ages eighteen to twenty-four, I was also attending college while working. I've received an A.A. and A.S., and a B.A. in Linguistics. I currently have two (technically three) jobs and am living paycheck to paycheck. Now seems like a good time to become a writer, right?        The purpose of this blog series is to provide an insight into the life of a jack of all trades, but a master of none. It is to look into the different challenges and benefits of a variety of job types, a look into the best, the...

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The days seem to pass too quickly, while simultaneously they seem to drag on. There are 168 hours in each week. Forty to sixty hours are spent, wasted, given, sacrificed, all for an hourly wage. Another forty to sixty hours are allocated to the unfortunately necessary but ultimately wonderful sleep. Surprisingly, there are still fifty to ninety hours remaining! How is this possible? It certainly does not seem to be accurate. My days are structured along a semi-regular schedule: 6:00. Wake up, get ready for, and drive to work. 7:00 to 15:30. Work. 15:30 to 17:30. Drive home, eat, play guitar, entertain cat, drive to other job. 17:30 to 20:30. Work, again. 20:30 to 23:00. Drive home, play guitar again, eat, shower, read, sleep. There are days that do not have to go to that second job. Sometimes, I do not know what to do with myself because I am not used to that freedom, so I just waste it. Often I will waste it trying to find a different job, a different apartment, how to get i...