Prosthetist / Management trainee:
Shortly before graduation I accepted a job site unseen in Philadelphia, PA. As I walked up to the old two story building next to the city morgue I was asking myself what have I gotten myself into. The second floor had a dip in the middle and gave a little under your weight as you walked. Being the only other person then the manager on salary, and not punching a time clock did not fit well with the older employees. When asking for help the senior prosthetist would say - you’re the college kid.