Today I just came back from one of my first jobs ever. I spent six days and worked five days in this military base and got paid $18 dollars an hour and all I had to do was to role play as a Filipino in a Filipino Village. I thought it was a really awesome way to get some cash and all I had to do was beg for food and water and annoy marines for the whole day in the hot sun.  Although most of the time I was bored out of my mind because the wait for just one of the marine squads took around two hours in the damn hot sun and waiting just drained the life out of me.

    Originally I was paranoid that this event was actually a scam that would either be an identity theft or a Filipino and Thai hate group that would kill us like the Nazis but it was actually neither and better than I expected. I made friends and everyone seemed to get along well with each other. Even the Youth Challenge guys who were scary looking were pretty cool, they didn’t bother me at all and they made the role playing really fun, since they got all into it and acted all crazy.Hearing the other peoples stories were also interesting, although most of the stories were about how they “got some ass” or when times that they were wasted. The older people spoke to me in filipino or reallly bad broken english which I could not understand, so I usually would just nod my head and laugh at whatever they were saying.

  I even got free food from other people so I  didn’t have to spend money on food at all, except for the bread and chips that I was living on everyday which felt really unhealthy. The barracks also exceeded my expectations, I thought it was going to be just good enough to provide shelter, but the cabins were nicer than my room at home and even had air condition, the only lame part was that I didn’t have a blanket so I had to sleep with a towel.

Overall I liked doing that Filipino role play event, but after adding up my hours I still don’t think I have enough money to go on a trip or pay for a semester of school, but still it’s quite a lot of money for practically not doing much. I am happy to be home though, I can finally eat colorful meals, take a dump in the safety of my own bathroom, not use bar soap, and sleep on my own bed. It’s just that now that I’m home I feel bored once again.