Recently i've decided that i need a new job. not that i don't like babysitting small children that get their hair cut by their moms, or eating all the free candy bars one could ever eat. but i feel my time has come.. so in the last week i've decided i have a few options. recently i journeyed to a snow cone shack for some cool refreshment with a friend named Krusty. posted was a sign that stated they were hiring, and the requirements were that you had to be at least 15.. i win! Krusty and I laughed at the thought of working at a snow cone shack and having all the snow cones we ever wanted. as i pondered the thought of actually working in a snow cone shack my soul was over come with excitement. how can i make this a reality? sitting outside of church with the warm sun beating down i figured i would journey over to the shack and jot down the number. i got the number and still havn't called... i even went there the next day and inquired how much the little girl made.. she said, "minimum wage" ha... wow... the thought of working a job for minimum wage... it probably wont happen but its a fun thought...who wouldn't want to work in a snow cone shack and come home with purple hands?? i know i would.