Working Abroad: Last Day in the Kitchen

I now realize, looking back on this somewhat intermittent sham of a travel-blog, I have failed to keep the world, and mainly, my “avid” followers, in the loop on my work experience while abroad. Now remember, I have two jobs in Australia. My weekend job was cleaning the bins around college – a two hour commitment that was easy money.

The second job is in the Combined Catholic College kitchen. I gave myself the title as “All-Purpose Cleaner Boy.” As you might have guessed I cleaned everything from the floors to the walls to all of the benches and shelves and the appliances, plate stands, dishes, freezers….yeah, anything that could be scrubbed or polished I did. I can take a lot away from this job. First I made a wonderful friend in Duncan, the dishwasher hailing from Manchester City, England as well as many of the students on college. Second I can take away the source of income…actually that is something I cannot physically take away figuring I spent nearly all of my earnings; but alas, I was able to live comfortably while in Australia and not worry about money. Lastly, I learned patience. Working in that stupid kitchen was sometimes the most frustrating experience, yet, I wouldn’t trade the experience for anything.