1 - Camp Counselor
For probably too many summers, I worked as a camp counselor. I spent time at two different camps: three summers at a local day camp and I think five summers at a sleep away camp in the Poconos. Despite all this experience, I was never a big rah-rah summer camp guy. This was especially apparent at the sleep-away camp, where I always felt like the only guy who wasn't drinking the Kool-Aid. I have the fondest memories of my first and second summer at that day camp: I worked there with my best friends, Michael and Shawn, and our experiences there probably warrant their own post some other time.
2 - Intern at Medscape.com
After two years of playing dodge ball with kids, it was decided that I should find a job more likely to prepare me for the work force. A friend of my parents offered me an internship at Medscape.com, a kind of online database of medical news, not unlike WebMD. (Full disclosure: I'm still not entirely sure what the company does or who visits the website.) I worked in the Sales department and they didn't really have much for me to do, so for about a month, I would occasionally file things, while attempting to look busy for the rest of the time. The office was in Manhattan, which was probably the job's biggest perk. I felt very sophisticated taking NJ Transit into the city every day. After about a month, my parents' friend (my boss) called to tell me that he was sorry but the company was losing money and he could no longer afford to pay me. No one who has ever been laid off was ever as happy as I was. By the next week, I was back at day camp.
3 - Floor Model at Abercrombie & Fitch

4 - Music Librarian
Most kids at Kenyon didn't even know the music library existed: it was a dingy, outdated office in the attic. But the handful of music majors went up there on a semi-regular basis, and because I was one of them, I was given first priority to work there. I worked maybe six hours a week and was paid maybe $5 an hour, which was about enough for beer money. There was a desktop computer in the office, which you weren't supposed to use while you were on duty, for some reason (lest one of your two or three customers think you unprofessional?)
5 - Substitute Teacher
In order to be a substitute teacher in Chatham, New Jersey, you must have two things: 1.) Two years of college experience, and 2.) A certificate proclaiming you don't have tuberculosis. By winter break of my junior year, I had both of these things and so, during my time off from school, I filled in as needed. The life of a substitute teacher is a strange one: I was at various times a kindergarten music teacher, an aid in a special ed class, and a gym coach. Weirdest of all, I once filled in for my sister's science teacher, and thus, wound up with her in my class. (I balked when she asked me if she could leave early to go to her car, until she reminded me that she was my ride home...)
6 - Middle School Music Teacher
In the fall after my college graduation, I received word that the conductor of the middle school string orchestra in Basking Ridge was about to go on maternity leave and that they were desperate for a replacement. I only played cello - but that was apparently one more string instrument than anyone else who could be hired on short notice. So I applied, and they gave it to me. I studied music in college but had never conducted an orchestra, so I was mostly faking my way through. The kids were nice though, and the big spring concert was quite an experience. I don't think I fully appreciated the lack of grading at the time.
7 - High School English Teacher
And the rest is history.
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