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Saturday Job life lessons

My first Saturday job was at my local supermarket and I was paid £2.35 an hour and I loved having some independence and earning my own money. My first big purchase which took me weeks to save for was my first pair of GHD straighteners. Something I still use religiously today to the disgust of my hairdresser who tuts at the frazzled bits every time I see him!

After that I went to work in the restaurant in the theatre next to my Mums house. My hourly rate went up to over £4 an hour there I thought my luck was in! I enjoyed the work more as well waiting on tables before they went into a show and helping with catering functions such as christenings too. Those were great one of them I got a £50 tip which was a huge amount of money to a 15 year old!

Here however is where I met someone whose actions still affect me to this day. I am not going to go into full explicit details but it is part of my story. 

One hot Saturday afternoon I had been working a function and hadn’t eaten all day and as a result fainted behind the bar at the end of my shift whilst I was reaching for a glass to get myself a drink. I had never fainted before so it was quite scary. The manager there looked after me and walked me home once I had recovered enough and gave me his number to call him if I felt unwell as my mum wasn’t home at the time. This is where the inappropriate relationship started. 

It was nice to have a man who cared about me and he made me feel special. From then on we were texting regularly and I would go round there after school for a diet coke with him and chat all seemingly harmless. However this ‘man’ took it a step too far and some things happened which shouldn’t happen between a 15 year old and a 40 something year old manager. The staff all knew about it and now I do feel a little angry that they didn’t do anything given what was going on. As my employer and adults they should have put a stop to it and he should have lost his job there and then. 

It was only when my mum found out something was done. I confessed about it all to her and told her I ‘loved’ him. She went round there angry and threatening him and shortly after that he was sacked for having inappropriate pornography on his computer. At the time I thought I was in love and we were going to run off and live happily ever after. How stupid was I?! 
Today this definitely has an impact on my relationships with men and a huge reason why I am single and struggle to have a ‘normal’ sex life with anyone I have been involved with. 

Most of the time I am quite happy to be alone but I sometimes miss having someone to tell about my day, cuddles before bed and wish I could settle down with someone and live happily ever after like my friends have. I tried it once which ended in disaster but more on that later. 
I hate that man for taking advantage of a vulnerable girl and for it to still affect me fifteen years later. I also regret not listening to people and taking action at the time and one day I hope I can move on from it and be free to have a happy ever after. 

After here I went to work at my local Waitrose and made lots of friends there and worked there until I left college to start work. Shortly after that I got ‘chucked out’ of home and into the world of shared housing, paying bills and working full time. 

Here ends another rambling of my life as a self confessed ‘crazy’ person. 

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