I embraced my work at Jimmy Johns with open arms. By summer 2009, I was working about 44 hours a week & in the running to become one of the two "PICs" (Person In Charge) that would be selected by the boss of the franchise.
I hadn't been excited about a job in quite a while. Some days, I worked the lunch shift on the cold table rang customers up at the register. Other nights I wouldn't get home until around 4:30 in the morning, after a night full of answering phone calls, taking bicycle deliveries, making sandwiches & cleaning.
I took on any & every task I could. Squeezing juice out of tuna to make tuna salad, slicing provolone & turkey, proofing & baking bread & even doing dishes.
I couldn't get enough of it. Looking back now, I think of it as a "Paid Internship" into the sandwich world. I don't think I would have ever started up Mad Munch in San Diego without that eight months that I worked at JJ's downtown Orlando location.
I had my own room & cheap rent with my college friends, Misty & Adam. I hung out with their friends & also with many of my co-workers outside of work. Many of them were under grads at the University of Central Florida. With me being at the ripe age of 25, I still had a lot in common with them.
It was a busy summer, delivering to downtown office buildings, bars & condos. My check paid my rent & utilities while my tips always kept cash in my pocket. Life was good hanging out at the pool or driving out to lounge out at Cocoa Beach on an off day.
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