Sprog is struggling with how fast life happens as a teenager into adulthood. He can’t believe that he “just” graduated and has already been through a semester of community college. Note I didn’t say completed or passed with that semester because he didn’t. I’d like to be furious about that because I never even got the chance at any college and here he is squandering his but we had realistic expectations going in that this would likely happen. School has always been like pulling teeth with him and even though it greatly frustrates and disappoints me? I’m not shocked. We committed to paying for a year of him at any school to figure shit out and we did that knowing this was a possible outcome.
He has always had to do things the hard way, figure things out himself, he can never just take our word for things, so here we are. He hasn’t registered for next semester. He hasn’t researched the automotive school he said he thought he’d rather go to and instead he’s busting his ass in a kitchen.
He got this job via his BFF who is in automotive school 5 days a week, but works as a food runner/busser. Since Sprog took culinary in high school and is state certified in food safety and kitchens, they hired him in the kitchen, he gets two dollars more an hour but it’s much harder work. The place he works is a hipster hot dog place that started as a food truck but grew so quick they went brick and mortar. Now? They are growing even faster. They were recently named as #5 in a top 10 best new food places in Houston. Sprog originally had a two day a week schedule, currently it’s always 3 and most times they want him for 4. He gets yelled at a lot. He doesn’t do well with yelling but it’s a kitchen and when you’re in the weeds? Yelling happens. When you grow that fast? Stress happens.
He’s having to toughen up and we talk things out every night when he gets out of work. I think that even though this wasn’t what we chose for him, it’s going to be good to open his eyes. It’s good that he learns to get a thicker skin, to move quicker, to see what hard work is. We can tell him how we struggled back in our day but he always has to see things for himself, do things for himself. Maybe it will make him want college. Maybe it will make him want to be a Chef, who knows.