Tag: teenager

  • Confessions of a McDonald’s employee

    Soon after my sixteenth birthday, I took a job at a McDonald’s restaurant near my house. All that summer, I grilled quarter pounders and wrapped Big Macs at the Golden Arches. And… I saw things, man. Bad things.

  • Buy myself an iPad—and some talent.

    Buy myself an iPad—and some talent.

    Once upon a time, I drew. When I was twelve, I’d fill the margins of my school notebooks with doodles. These were ridiculous sketches: severed heads, floorplans for elaborate secret lairs, and goofy-looking comic characters. Just the sort of thing you’d expect from a pre-teenage boy. Unfortunately, that was the pinnacle of my artistic career. I would…