Styrofoam Peanut Factory

When I was fourteen years old I got my first real job (besides a paper route). While I was riding my bike a man approached me and asked me if I wanted to work in a styrofoam peanut factory- "you bet I do!" I made six buck an hour, and I got all the potato chips I wanted because the owner of the factory also owned a potato chip factory. It was pretty sweet. I would help make it (it was actually called "loose fill" a bio-degradable alternative to styrofoam made from corn), package it in giant bags, and load up semi-trucks with the bags. It was one of the coolest jobs ever (especially for a fourteen year old).

Anyways, A couple of nights ago in my dream I was looking for something and I stumbled upon ANOTHER styrofoam peanut factory here in Virginia! It was so cool, I started talking to them about my previous work experience in the industry and they offered me a job! I was stoked out of my mind! I talked with them and they totally worked around my schedule and I was going to have the exact same job back. I rushed home to tell Kerri, only to wake up and find out that in reality I won't be returning to my factory job at $6 an hour. Bummer.