During the springtime, I worked at buffalo wild wings. The shifts were scorching and strenuous, but I endured the excruciating heat driven by the glamor of the paychecks that shimmered like golden treasures. I can recall zooming there right after the final bell and beginning work immediately. After the long shifts, I would stumble out of the kitchen at around 12:00 and make my way home to sleep, which felt like a power nap because by the time I fell asleep, I had class 6 hours later. In a hazy state, I zombie-walked through the hallways of my school, fueled by a mere handful of sleep hours. My grades slightly declined by a few percentage points, but it wasn't alarming, and I didn't stress during finals week. Ultimately, I believe it was worthwhile as I had a decent amount of money to kick off my summer..