My worst summer job was the year before my senior year of high school. I was a clerk at a dry cleaners and my cousin was my manager and she was quite… sadistic, because every time there was a big ‘mess’ I’ll say on clothes, she’d always leave it for me to clean up. And whenever I was putting things on or off the conveyor, she’d turn it on real quick and I’d grab hold and sometime she’d spin me around the whole place for like an hour or so. It was not fun. I worked in the very, very wealthy part of town. I didn’t live there, but I worked there. And um, there were a lot of uppity customers and a lot of housewives. This was before The Real Housewives, so I used to get my housewives’s fix from our customers. But they’d always tell me their deepest, darkest secrets and like, I was like fifteen and oh, it was interesting. My biggest screw-up that I had, I think I was supposed to charge a lady $1.50 for like, fixing a button or something and I didn’t quite know how to work the credit card machine, this is a true story, and I think I ended up charging her like $1,500. Um, and she was very mad, because she had to wait like three weeks for the company to reimburse her the $1,500, so that was one expensive button. My advice for kids looking for their first summer job is, 'Don’t work! Just don’t do it.’ Can you take out student loans when you’re younger? Because that would be my advice. But uh, find something with the least amount of responsibility possible, unless you’re good at it, and then maybe you’re capable of other things than I was.