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Working at the Zoo
"My job is to feed the customers – aka 'the animals.' "
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By Corinne Sampson
I wish there was such a thing as a fast, legal source of money for a high school senior.
I work for the animals who come to see the animals.
I’m a food service cashier for the National Zoo. Basically, I’m the epitome of customer service. My job is to feed the customers – aka “the animals”. Every weekend, I endure rude people – loud children, parents with attitudes, and impatient mongrels who snatch food out of my hand and start stuffing their faces right in front of my register.
People constantly complain about the prices, but the zoo is free. Everything is free, except for the food and souvenirs. What they don’t realize is that all the proceeds – from the pretzels to the t-shirts to the binoculars to the stuffed monkeys – go to animal research.
The poor animals are sick of the customers as well – banging on their glass cages and screaming at them. I don’t blame them. I wouldn’t want anyone staring at me every day as if I was on Broadway. Go home rude people! Watch Animal Planet or National Geographic and stay away from my register.
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