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One day I was talking to my friend on Skype and we were discussing the new Call of Duty game that was coming out. I was excited to get it as a Christmas present, he had pre ordered it. I asked “Where did you get the money for the game” he told me that he makes 120 dollars a weekend reffing little league soccer. I couldn't believe it, 120 dollars for six hours of my time every weekend. I immediately asked my mom to sign me up for the reffing certification class; she thought it was good that I was getting a job that paid that well for such a little amount of time. I endured the seven hour certification class at the end of my summer, it was like a full day of school but all about the game of soccer. The test was easy and I received my patch, I was official and excited to start making money in the fall. …show more content…
My first weekend I show up to the field 30 before the game to check if the field was safe for play: checking the goals for no holes, and the flags, making sure they were at the five feet tall like they should be.
I was one of the flag refs for the day so I could learn the ropes before being a center ref. The other two refs arrive as well as the teams that would be playing each other. The center official for the game told me “good luck” I thanked him, and lined up at my spot on the sideline as the game starts. The first half passes and all is well, everything was going perfectly until the 3rd quarter when two players kicked the ball simultaneously and it rolled out. I had no idea who to award the throw in to so I froze. My center ref looked at me for the call because I had the angle. We stop for about five seconds and the parents watching started to yell at the center ref: “Come on you’re being paid ref” “You got eyes ref it’s the blue team's ball.” “Red's ball open your eyes”. The center ref pointed in the blue team's direction all the red team parents were outraged. I felt responsible, but I wasn't being yelled
at. After the game, I apologize profusely to the center ref and he told me that it was ok because it was my first time. He also said “If you hesitate at all when making a call like that people will always doubt you. If you don't know make an educated guess and do it fast, no one will complain unless you hesitate and aren't confident in the call.” I have also learned to work as a team with the other two refs. I learned to be confident in what I am doing. I have acquired thicker skin than most at my age, being screamed at by parents who really don't know the rules helps you get a thick skin. I have learned so much by refing and I have learned that the 120 dollars a weekend I was desperate for, is fair pay compared to the rigor of the job.
We lived way out in the sticks in a trailer park community it was a nice community my uncle had lived there for many years. Its 2007 and I already took and passed my GED with flying colors I needed to find a job and I really didn’t know much so I asked a friend of mine who worked for this guy named frank. Frank had a business where he would install granite counter tops and tile floors he was looking for someone to help remove and install the counter tops and tile. I was nervous I had never done anything like this before I was only use to either cutting grass or construction jobs with my dad that only pertained to nailing wood and sheets of plywood up. I had worked for frank for about a year and a half before I had to quit I missed California too much I wanted to move back I missed the warm air and the smell of the dairies and that breeze from the ocean air when it hits you I missed all of that so I moved back and I moved in with my dad. I have had a few jobs in my life that didn’t last very long either the time wasn’t right or whatever but I ended up getting hired at the Walmart distribution center and it was a blessing in disguise because now we can get by. Even though we still have to live paycheck to paycheck we can now not stress as much as how we were going to make it work, how we were
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We took the field in the second half. We won the face off this time. We went down the field, shot the ball, and the goalie saved it. He threw the ball up to his forward right in front of me, and I stepped up and hit the kid to prevent him from getting the pass and scoring. When I hit him, he fell straight to the ground and I couldn’t see where the ball was. It bounced and went in the net. I was so embarrassed at that point.
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