How did I get on this path?

            Some times when I get home from work I kick off my shoes, throw on some sweats, open a beer and as I drink that golden amber beverage I have to ask myself how the hell did I get to where I am. Where was it that I jumped on the path that lead me here. I mean I think I had the normal jobs that a normal kid would have growing up, or did I.
             The first job I had was a paper boy. Normal enough, a kid on a bike tossing papers to the porches. If only having fifteen customers spread out over twenty five miles is normal. That didn't last long. Then there was the amusement park. What kid wouldn't want to work at an amusement park? This amusement park was small and set way out in the country. The kind of amusement park that the Ferris Wheel comes off its axis and rolls into the lake killing a few and hurting more. My job was in the gaming area, I was in the dart the balloon booth. I would collect money, hand out darts, replace the popped balloons and hand out prizes. There was an air tank off to the side that would fill the balloons and a three inch spike in the counter to tie off the balloons. NOTHING TO THIS JOB! Third day on the job, all was fine when these drunk people came by and decided that my booth was there game. The drunk men came to the counter and demanded the darts. They were throwing them as though they were wanted to hit me. I sat up on the counter to get out of their way and I sat right on the three inch spike. I ended up at the nurses station, got a tetanus shot and made that my last day. There was a string of meaningless jobs, then finally the job that was the foot of the path leading me here.
             I was nineteen and I decided that I needed to make something of myself. I packed my bags and left Ohio heading for L.A. With big dreams I was ready for the change in my life. Lots happened the first couple of months, that will have to be other blogs. But the job that's important to this story was a waiter job in an affluent area called Westwood. Stars would come down out of the hills and come to this burger joint where I worked. The only rule that stands out to work here was that you had to treat the stars as normal people and never, never, ask them for autographs. I had worked there a while and always couldn't wait to go to work. I loved that job! One day I went in and a booth of mine was seated. As I rounded the corner I almost peed myself. There sat two Hudson brothers, I don't know their first names, sitting with them was a very pregnant Goldie Hawn. God I love this woman. Anyway that whole day became a blur because of her. I will never forget that day, it definitely was a highlight to the job that was to become a career. Its funny how the exact same moment in two different peoples life mean such extremely different things.  I will never forget that day, were as she had forgotten by the time she got home. She later gave birth, two days before my twentieth birthday, to a bouncing baby girl named Kate Hudson. Wow that puts into perspective my age, but also shows where my love for the job stems from.