Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Our Little Taxpayer

Carrie turned sixteen in June. She still doesn’t drive (which is a whole ‘nother story for another time), and we basically let her slide for most of the summer. She had herself a glorious summer of sitting on her booty, getting up at half past late in the afternoon and then IM-ing with her friends until the wee hours of the morning. And occasionally demanding to be taken to the movies. Or dropped of to play D&D with her friends.

Nice work if you can get it.

Anyway, once school started, we grew some brains cells and decided to “crack down” and force her to get a job. Plus she’s saving her shekels so she can go to Japan for a semester on a Study Abroad type thing. She searched high and low and then walked into the Domino’s Pizza place and they hired her on the spot. She started on Saturday and I can’t wait until she gets her first paycheck. If it’s enough, she’s going to take the whole fam (including all 16 of our offspring!) out to dinner. I did that after I got my first paycheck. (The McDs on Highway 49 South in Richmond, MS, thank you very much.)

Look at her, isn’t she just adorable?! It’s the oversized and off-center hat that really makes it, I think.

And of course Ellis has to insert herself whenever the camera comes out.

So if you live on the East side of Salt Lake, close to Foothill Village, and you order a pizza with a lot of meat on it, or the Buffalo wings, or some other meat crammed monstrosity, don’t be surprised if the person who takes your order tries to talk you out of it, offers to send you info on PETA, and says, “I hear the Veggie-lovers is EXCELLENT tonight.”

Welcome to the real world, Carrie. Soon you’ll get to complain about taxes and the damn government taking all your money. “Who the hell is this FICA guy and why is he taking all my money?!”

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