My first job was at a book store. I loved it.
I don't usually unpack all my junk when I teach at a new school. Don't always need everything for each specific grade/subject that I teach, so I just leave some of it in boxes.
I am doing a quilting project with my third graders, and began searching boxes for the fabric crayons. And I unearthed this. This is my name tag from.....oh sheesh, I don't even want to tell you. I was 16. Mishi was the nickname given to me by my manager. Remember those old label makers!? And in case you didn't catch the name of the store, it's on there twice.
I think I actually wore it attached to that pin that says "Does your mother know you're out?" Nice.