Daydream Believer

cx. summer jobs and ice cream shops

cx. summer jobs and ice cream shops

Aaron and I both managed to get a job somehow. To be honest, I was slightly surprised that Aaron got the job, but whatever. We were both working at the ice cream shop now. This was nice because I was able to get discounts on Brooklyn’s ice cream and I was able to earn a lot of money.

 

“I never thought I would be sick of ice cream,” Aaron said one day at work. He was scooping chocolate ice cream for a customer.

 

I shrugged. “I never thought I would agree with you,” I said. At least I was making a lot of money. I knew it was helping my family, which I liked.

 

“Are you going to keep working during the school year?” Aaron asked me.

 

“I have to,” I said. “My family needs the money.”

 

“I might quit, but I might not if you’re staying,” Aaron said.

 

“You’ll have to make up your mind eventually,” I said.

 

Someone came up to the counter. “Can I have a banana split please?” she said.

 

“Sure,” Aaron said. I started cutting up the banana while Aaron scooped the ice cream and put the chocolate on top. Unfortunately, Aaron wasn’t exactly good at his job. He spilled most of the chocolate sauce on himself.

 

“I’m surprised you haven’t gotten fired yet,” I said as Aaron handed the customer their banana split.

 

Aaron laughed. “I know, right?” he said sarcastically.

 

“Are you sure you didn’t bribe the boss or something?” I asked.

 

“I’m sure.”

 

It was kind of a slow day that day, so Aaron and I had plenty of time to chat. Occasionally a customer would come by, but we still had a lot of time to ourselves. Aaron did most of the talking though. He told me about all of the other crazy things he was doing over the summer, while I just listened. Aaron’s stories weren’t that interesting, but I listened anyways.

 

If there was one thing that could be said for me, I was a good listener. Maybe I wasn’t much of a talker, and maybe I didn’t have a whole lot of friends, but I could listen.

 

Personally, I hated this job too. There were too many people most days. Aaron was the only thing that kept me sane. Besides, I was making money, and that was important to me. Brooklyn’s medical bills had taken a toll on our budget, and I wanted to do everything I could to help.

Finally, our shift was over. Aaron and I walked out together and then headed our separate ways. I waved as I walked home. For once, I couldn’t wait for school to start.