I was only like 12 when I started, my mom’s friend owned the company, it was all cash under the table (ya know, crazy child labor laws and such), but if you ever need a balloon arch- I’m your girl (or just go on Amazon, the new kits are ridiculously easy to use).

My first official job. Pretty self-explanatory. Lots of ice cream scooping. I ate way too many samples of Caramel Cone but I can still make the best milkshakes.

I have served in every type of restaurant imaginable, from a small-family owned, to large chains, to a Japanese Hibachi restaurant in Alabama. I can memorize 10 separate entrée orders, carry 3 drinks in each hand, and sing you the “Japanese happy birthday song”.

I know this is a bold statement to make within my employee bio at my current job, but the perks of working at a salon are unparalleled and I miss this job all the time. My hair never looked so good so consistently, and with a 90% off services discount, it’s a wonder I left at all.

Finally got my big break in the big apple working as a Media planner for several Johnson & Johnson brands. After 4 years of commuting from Central Jersey to Penn Station, I finally understood why people getting on/off trains to NYC looked so dang miserable. Still don't know if i'll ever get excited to go into the City again.

When I envisioned working in advertising while studying for my degree, I imagined a place like Spitball. As soon as I walked out of my interview for Account Executive, I knew it was my dream company. I didn’t get that job. But! 15 months later they had another opening in a role that better suited my expertise and now I’m writing this corny bio. #destiny