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01/11/2002 Entry: "Friday Five, 1/11"

Friday Five:

1. What was your first job?
I assume we're not talking about babysitting here, which I started doing when I was thirteen. My first "corporate" job was as a Roy Rogers counter jockey during the summer before I left for college. I was a dismal failure; my nemesis was the milkshake machine, which invariably exploded in every direction when I tried to use it.

I think they were glad to see me go. I refused to ever do fast food again.

2. How old were you when you had your first kiss?
I was seventeen.

3. What was your first car? What happened to it?
It was a white Chevy Cavalier - my first stick shift, which I had to learn to drive on the impossible hills of Morgantown, West Virginia. My dad's hair literally started going gray that weekend. It threw a rod and stranded me in the middle of nowhere on my birthday, as I was on my way home from college to celebrate. A kind trucker picked me up and gave me a ride to "Fuel City," where I waited for four hours for Dad to come get me.

4. What was your first concert?
Some Christian group named Glad. It was on a field trip with my church's youth group when I was about ten years old.

5. How do you plan to spend your weekend?
Childproofing.