I decided to do this week's home work from @Rambo & @BlogHomework , First Job.

My first ever job (outside of working on my family's farm) was working at Red Lobster back in the kitchen as a fry and cheese bagger. I had to take the giant bags of fries and weight them out (I forget how much the serving size was) and rebag them, so when they were ordered all the cooks had to do was grab a bag dump, cook and serve. I also had to do this with the cheese that goes into the heaven that is the Cheddar Bay Biscuits. God I hated that job, at 15 working with frozen food all day A) led to my hands constantly cold and hurting, and B) was just plain boring.

Thankfully I only did this for like 3 or 4 weeks until school started back up, I think it was the only time in my life that I was happy to go back to school. To this day I hate, hate, fucking despise cooking, and will never work in food service again.

My hatred of cooking goes so far as to not eating if it takes more work then tossing it in an oven or microwave (side note the only time I will willing cook is if it is for my daughter, I will cook as much as she will eat and then nothing for myself, i hate it that bad).