Mission Completely Possible

I haven't updated you all on my job -- I should be ashamed of myself. Well, the student visa I am on only allows me to work 15 hours or less a week. I have no car and nothing else to offer. :) I finally found a job that offered me 5 hours a week. I jumped at the chance after looking for a job for months. I am the lunchtime receptionist for the Centre for Innovation. It's one of those places where you can't explain its existence in one sentence, but I'll try. They are a mix of students and professionals who do marketing, experimenting, and collaborating for new technologies. That isn't all of it, but that's all I understand of it. 95% of the people that walk in the door work here, meaning that I don't need to help them. But I need to look professional. Here's where it gets crazy: They encourage me to play around on the internet because it looks professional to have me doing something at a computer when visitors do come. I do homework, research, chat online, shop, and read book reviews. And I get paid an asinine amount of money to do so. I also get paid time off, paid sick leave, and benefits. It's like a real job. My very first.

The great thing is that it is so un-American. They think it's odd that I would work, as I am a student. I explained that I only go to class twice a week and that's at night. They were unsure of my point. As a student, you are supposed to be wild and free. I told them about my job in the gas hut of Fleet Farm where you only got 1 customer per two hours on average and I was forbidden to do anything at all besides sit and wait for customers. They were baffled. Work is supposed to be something you can enjoy here, so why wouldn't I take advantage of the free internet and printer? I love New Zealand.