My Most Stressful Job
My first job was working at the Tourist Bureau in my beloved hometown of Dauphin, Manitoba. The tourist bureau was a small poorly insulated shack next to the town statute/mascot, Amisk the Beaver. I used to joke that I got to spend an entire summer asking people if they wanted to see my giant beaver. It's true. People would come into the tourist bureau and say, "what is there to do in Dauphin?" and I would say, "have you seen my giant beaver?" They would reply no and I would point to the statue of Amisk and say, "there, it is." I thought it was hilarious. No one else seemed to get it. There were three of us working at the bureau that summer. We were paid from a Canada Summer Jobs grant. My friends were jealous thinking I had the perfect job. The first day we started in May, all three of us worked that day, cleaning the shack from top to bottom and unpacking all the boxes and boxes of pamphlets sent to us from Tourism ...