I've had lots of random jobs since I was 16. I've done everything from teaching piano lessons to running vitamins through a metal detector. My most recent job has by far been one of the most challenging. The BYU football team has about 75 players who on average need to eat around 5000 calories a day, and during their training table in August it is my job to make sure they get all those calories.
Everyday at my job I arrive at noon to keep the buffet stocked with food while the players eat. Then I cart all the food back down to the kitchen and clean everything up. Then we prep dinner, take it up, serve it and take it back down. The first couple weeks this meant that I didn't get off work until about 9:30 at night. Then I'd come back and do the same thing the next day.
At times you started to feel like a slave carting giant tubs of steak and potatoes, but there was always the coach who would help you out or the player who would tell you that this meal was his favorite, and somehow you found the gumption to keep going. Mostly, you started to feel like you were part of a team as the players would ask you which carbs are healthier and if some fats are good for you.
Spring training is over and so is my marathon, but the burns and bruises I got along the way are manifest to what I was able to accomplish. (The leftover ribs sitting in my fridge are a nice touch too.)
