STRESSFUL TIMES AT THE CINÉPLEX
Safia Ahmad, reporting intern
I was 15 years old when I got my first summer job. While most of my friends were busy having fun, I was eager — eager — to be independent and an adult.
The idea of paying for my own things and being responsible didn’t scare me like it does now, at the age of 24.
In July 2008, I started working at the Cinéplex Forum, then known as AMC Theatre. I was both excited and nervous. Most of the employees were at least 18, and had been working there for years — long enough to form cliques. Talk about intimidating for a hormonal and insecure teenager.
Thankfully, a friend of mine also got hired. Unfortunately, we never worked together.
We had a uniform: red polo, black high-waisted pants and a black baseball cap. I felt like the biggest dork ever.
The job itself wasn’t difficult, but when you already don’t feel confident and everything is new, even the simplest things — like ripping tickets and telling people what room their movie is in — were stressful.
Burning the popcorn at the concession stand — which happened on my first try — made me want to avoid the concession area all together. Every time I received my schedule, I would pray to be assigned anywhere but there.
Over time, I got used to the job and the people. Plus, I got to see free movies, so that was pretty cool.
Socially, I was never sure where I stood until I quit four months later to focus on school. On my last day, a few employees bought me a chocolate cake and made me a card. I was truly touched. What a great way to end my first job.