Today was a milestone in the Dock family. Sam, our man, got himself a summer job. For five/six weeks this he’ll be helping out in the kitchen in one of the town’s bigger hotels Riviera Strand. He been trying it out this weekend 7-11 am preparing breakfast and the lunch buffet and did a good enough impression to get hired.
As a parent a summer job makes you happy as it means that your offspring get SOMETHING to do for the 8 week long summer break. And that they will get a (better) understanding of the value of đ°, he will also get hardcore, under his nose, experience of responsibly.
But my interpretation of this summer job is that it’s the ultimate proof of that we, as parents, have succeeded in bringing a somewhat decent young adult to the world.
We are freaking fabulous.
Louise Dock 