Jamela P
L. A per. 3
July 6, 1995

My summer job at the Office of Workers' Compensation programs, is a place I'll never forget. In a twenty one floor building, I worked on the sixth floor. That floor had gray carpet, and white walls. It seemed like a maze, getting to each examiner's office because there were many turns and narrow walk ways. That whole floor handled compensation claims.

I mostly worked in the file room, where there were files stacked from wall to wall. There I filed papers and other files in numerical sequence, and I did some coping. This became really tiring because I was on my feet so much.

The part I enjoyed was being in the mail room, where I had a desk. My desk had a typewriter sitting on it, even though I never had to use it. I set a cup with pens and pencils, and a picture of my family on my desk in order to make me look and feel like I has a high position in the office. At that desk in my swivel chair, I got to make appropriate markings in a red pen on specific papers.

At times, I would walk around the floor talking "business" with some or the claims examiners, while transferring files to the appropriate examiner. People dressed very casual, sometimes in stretch pants and tennis shoes. I too, usually wore jeans and tennis shoes, but often I tried to look more professional.

I will never forget my summer job because of the "business like" atmosphere. I also really enjoyed pretending I had an executive position at my desk, and the fact that I was treated as a regular employee.