Job

My friend Tony is going to hire me to be a laborer in his new business. Since my financial aide keeps getting smaller and smaller each year, I need to have my own income. Dad gives me $500 a month, but I cannot count that as income when it comes to apartment hunting, so having a job with proof of how much I make is essential. I told Mom. She was not too happy about it so we'll talk sometime tomorrow. When Ben and Leah first became old enough to get jobs, she made them get one right away. After she saw how bad that turned out, she has been against me getting one ever since. I went along with it until now, mainly because I really didn't want to work. But now I'm going to be living on my own, God willing in my own apartment this time, and that means I'll need a car, insurance, and a whole load of crap that I'm sure that I haven't thought of that I'll need to pay for. I don't know how much money I'll even be able to make in this last month of summer, but at least I'll have work history, and a boss that will give me a glowing recommendation if I ask him too.

Real world responsibility, here I come! Whether I'm ready or not:P