When I was 16, I worked the the 7-11 around the corner from my house. I decided to apply for a job instead of standing outside of the store with my friends. I drank Slurpees, ate cheeseburger hot dogs and learned how to mop using looped end floor mop.
My favorite part of working at 7-11 was stocking the vault, or fridge. It was super cold and I didn't have to deal with any customers. I could also steal Velveeta cheese slices, drink a lot of soda and pretend to be working hard. I don't remember having to restock the soda's though. How strange. Maybe because I was too busy gulping them down.