As much as I double-triple-quadruple heart my job, I feel utterly and ridiculously guilty for having it.
The majority of my friends from DreamSchool can't find work right now. Not for lack of trying, no--one friend has sent out 28 resumes to EVERY sort of place. She's had experience doing retail and waitressing and can't even get a call back--but because there really aren't that many jobs for teenagers and college kids right now.
We've got a few strikes against us:
1) Our jobs pretty much need to be temporary, if we're just home for the summer
2) In this economy (aren't you guys sick of hearing that expression?) jobs aren't going to go to the college kids. First, they're going to the adults who have families to take care of. Then they're going to the senior citizens who've come back out of retirement. Then they'll maybe get to us.
3) We've got a bad rap overall, being teenagers/college students.
Several of my friends are bagging groceries making under minimum wage. I feel guilty that I get to sit by the pool for an hour or two each day, and make double that. Don't get me wrong: I have the safety, health, and well-being of three gorgeous kids in my hands. And that's a huge responsibility. But I just wonder, how did I get so lucky?