I'm 18, still a senior in highschool. My parents sheltered me (my mom) and would never allow me to get a job before i became 18. I would go to school and come back home. Taco bell was my first job. My mom left my family and i needed a job to support my dad. I had the interview. Went through. I met amazing workers. Lovely people. I had a location change, closer to home. Hours were really late, but i worked hard. I volunteered to help. Worked for people's shifts. Got on the recognition board and everything. I was exhausted going to bed at 1 waking up at 5 to walk to school. But i stayed dedicated and kept a positive attitude. But slowly each week i was given less hours. Until i had one day that week. And i was laid off. I truly felt like i was accepted as a person in taco bell but i guess not. Now it's a bunch 30 year olds.