Vinnie. You guys know him as my stubborn yet determined 16-year-old son. He is so much like in me. Well, that may be pushing it. Vinnie and I share a love for animals, and, we both always have to have the last word. That is where our similarities end.
With it being summer vacation, Vinnie decided that he wants to find a job. Good for him, right? I mean this kid has it in him. All he wants to do is make money. There have been times in the past where he saves his allowance, buys himself a new pair of name brand shoes, then will sell those shoes for a twenty-dollar profit. Pretty genious if you ask me.
Vinnie spent about three hours online filling out about three job applications, and it just made my day.
Vinnie ~ Mom, what is the suffix’ of my name?
Me~ You do not have one,
Vinnie ~ Then why is it asking me?!?!
Vinnie ~ What is our currency?
Me ~ Seriously?
Vinnie ~ Are you going to help me or not?!?!?
Me ~ Where do we live?
Vinnie ~ Here, in the apartment.
Me ~ Keep going…
Vinnie ~ In Federal Way.
Me ~ Keep going…
Vinnie ~ In Washington.
Me ~ Almost there…..
Vinnie ~ Oh….United States? Like you could have told me that in the first place?
Me ~ Give a man a fish he eats for a day, Teach a man to fish he eats for a lifetime.
Vinnie ~ I don’t get it.
Vinnie ~ What? Are you serious? They want me to answer all these questions.
Me ~ Well….yeah!
Vinnie ~ “How many hours do you want to work a week?” I’m gonna say 80.
Me ~ It does not work that way, you are a minor!
Vinnie ~ Here’s an easy one. “Do you want to work to make all the money you can, or do you want to work to help your customers?”
Really? I want all the money I can, I am trying to buy a car!
Me ~ NO NO NO PICK THE OTHER ANSWER!!!!!
Vinnie ~ What….they do a drug test?!?!
Me ~ IS THAT A PROBLEM?!?!?!?!?!
Vinnie ~ I’m going to do this Mom, I am going to find a summer job, you’ll see.
Me ~ I have no doubt you will…you, you have heart.