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Essays on Working at a Chick-Fil-A Restaurant From time to time it occurs to me that life is fleeting. Time moves quickly and new experiences constantly present themselves (welcome or not). Details of what I did or who I was at certain points in time can become forgotten not just to the world (which could care less) but to even myself. So I believe it's important to record your experiences every once in awhile. When something has had a hand in shaping you, or even merely taken up a good deal of your time, I feel it's important to reflect on it, and even to record those reflections. Below then, are some random musings on working at a Chick-Fil-A restaurant, which I did for a few years in high school. |
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