As I have written about before, I worked a summer season job at a Camp in California. Since then I have also worked another seasonal job, a winter one this time, as a school co-ordinator for a ski school trip provider company. I have found that I have loved these jobs and it got me thinking about seasonal work.
Despite having only worked for this ski company for 3 weeks, it will be 4 when I finish next week, over 2 separate periods this year, there is something about seasonal work and the type of people who do seasonal work that grips me. Connections are made quicker, time seems to fly and I have found that I have felt more ‘me’ in both of these jobs than I have at any other point in recent years. I feel accepted for who I am and differences are embraced.
People who work seasonal jobs seem to have the same priorities… (or some would argue lack of priorities). They form fast friendships and focus on having fun whilst working hard. I feel like I have made an impact when working these jobs and have loved getting to know those around me.
However, there does come a time towards the end of any job like this where you become painfully aware of why these friendships are so fast to form, because they disappear when the season comes to the end. These people can be your support network, your fun and, most importantly, your makeshift family for 4 months, and then, at the end of the season, they are gone. Just like that. On to another seasonal job, or back home to a ‘real’ job. It’s pretty weird when you think about it. Even if you come back the next year, the season will never really be the same. Whilst sad, it does remind me to make the most of every moment that I have. To live in the present and make mistakes, make silly choices and, at times, follow my heart instead of my head, which is exactly what I plan to do for the entirety of the week that I have left with this eclectic bunch of people that I have come to be friends with in the short time that I have known them. Life is short and nothing reminds me of that more than seasons spent with awesome humans working awesome jobs.
So yes, the pay may not be great, the hours may be long and the job may be tougher than people ever will give it credit for, but I have to say, it is definitely all worth it! The times I have had, the experiences I have shared and the memories I have made remind me that I am young, that there is so much out there to explore and that there is so much life to live. As mushy as all this sounds, and really it is mushy overload right now, it’s the truth. I couldn’t be more excited for my next seasonal job that starts in just over a month because I know it will be filled with experiences, good and bad, that I will never forget.