A Brief Review on the 'Firsts' of my Life

Greetings scholars, colleagues, and distinguished internet users.  I would like to congratulate you for stumbling upon my first (of hopefully many) blog posts.

The first things in life are always exciting, and tend to grace you with an entertaining story to tell on against-all-odds victories or heart-crushing defeats.  In my college life, I have experienced them both ten-fold.  Today, I'll present to you a hybrid of both- a tale of defeat that ultimately ended in success. 

Two years ago, while in this great town of Bloomington, IN, I was staying over the summer to take an extra pre-requisite to the gruesome ICORE semester for all business majors that awaited me that fall.  While around town, I realized there was not much to do other than 'study', so I set off to find a summer job.

Cafe Pizzaria - Serving Bloomington since 1953...

I came across Cafe Pizzeria on Kirkwood and Dunn (delicious strombolis and sausage pizza).  They were looking for a delivery boy, and because I was looking to get food industry experience, I immediately applied.  After being accepted and trained, it was time for my first delivery.  As nervous as I was, I tossed away my anxiety and firmly placed on my driving cap.

The transaction went smooth.  For some reason, I had the assumption that the customer would somehow know It was my first time and tip me more. Foolish, I know.  But as I was driving back to the restaurant from my very first delivery, on my first day of work, I was rear-ended at a stop sign.  My car was undrivable, and I was stuck at that intersection for the next 3 hours waiting for my roommate to get off his work. 

This was the biggest curve ball I've seen thrown at me since my brother learned to put spin on the ball back in 1999.  I called the owners though, and we worked things out for the rest of the day.  I didn't let this incident deter me, and I continued to deliver pizza's for the rest of the summer via another car.  And you know what? I ended up having a great time that summer, seeing what college life is like for the first time without a majority of students on campus.

I learned that happiness is not based on what happens in life, but how you react to them.  That is why I am no longer afraid or nervous of 'firsts' in life.  Sure it still may make me anxious, but that is just hidden excitement of getting ready to learn something new.

So with that, I am thankful that you were excited for my first blog post, and I hope that you learned something too.

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