Elizabeth started her first job a mere three days after graduation. It was a job that Sandra had helped her find—a cashier in a small bookstore in the mall. When
had found out how interested Sandra was in helping her find a job, she had been
incredibly confused. Elizabeth
“Wouldn’t making money be greed?” she had asked.
Sandra had shaken her head and answered, “Unfortunately, the world we live in is all about greed, and in order to survive in this society you have to have money. You want extra spending money when you go off to Drighton in a few months, don’t you?”
“Yeah, of course, but…”
“Then stop worrying about it. Besides, to make yourself feel better and be less greedy, you’ll donate most of your money to the church anyway.”
Now Elizabeth was a week into her new job and loving every minute of it. She couldn’t believe she was being paid to work with books—it seemed more of a luxury than a job. Weren’t you supposed to hate your summer job? Dread going into work with every fiber of your being? Be counting down the days until you move back to school and don’t have to work there ever again? Every person she had ever talked to about summer jobs had said this—that they hated working in retail, that people were stupid, that it was the worst possible job you could ever have. It was supposed to be the reason you go to college, to avoid having to work in a job like this ever again. In truth, at work was the happiest Elizabeth had felt outside of the church in months.