I have been working at Dairy Queen since my sophomore year of high school,
So by now becoming a manager started to sound sort of cool.
I was offered to take on this very important position,
And accepting or declining it was an even more crucial decision.
To become a manager means to run and close the store,
Turning off machines, counting money, making cakes and more.
I knew I was up for the challenge but I didn't realize how nervous I'd be
To close the store by myself with my very own key.
The first night I closed I was a nervous wreck,
Filling my brain with the constant question "did I check?"
Check to turn everything off and lock the front door,
It is even my job now to set the alarm for the store.
I closed Dairy Queen for the first time one night,
I went home trying to stay calm with all of my might.
Then I got a text from my boss that said:
"Store looks great!" and all the fearful thoughts were out of my head.
