Can you guess where I'm lying?

At the age of 19 years old, I was able to go to school to get my broker’s license to become an insurance agent and work for an insurance company.  On my first day of working at an insurance company, I was extremely nervous.  My first customer was an 80 year old woman who happened to be the sweetest person I have ever met.  As I was inputting all of her information onto my computer, a young girl of about the age of 12 years old, came into the office yelling at me.  She accused me of abandoning her and called me her mother.  I tried to calm her down until she tried to hit me. My boss instantly jumped up to help me but she tried to attack him as well. As I called the cops, she ran out of the office and we never saw her again.

Not only do I work as an insurance agent, I also work at an elementary school. At this school, I tutor first grade and coach the elementary school’s drill/dance team. Their favorite type of dance is hip hop but they also enjoy when I give them routines that include drill.  At one of our performances, I had one of my third grade girls sit out, because she looked pale and sick as if she were having a panic attack.  Her mother came up to me and complained because her daughter wasn’t going to be able to perform. We then brought the conversation to the principal because it was getting out of hand.  The principal agreed to letting the student perform if the mother insisted and had the mother sign a waiver just in case.  As the performance began I noticed she was a little off and dancing slowly.  Midway into the performance, the student collapsed on the stage. As this happened, the mother came up to me and said “this is all your fault, you shouldn’t have let her perform.”

On my days off of work, I like to visit family. Most of my family live in the Imperial Valley but some do live in different states of our country and even out of the country as well. I have family that live in Mexico and family that lives in Germany.  The furthest place I’ve ever travelled to is Texas where my sister lives. I’ve driven over there and I’ve also gone on plane. I am terrified of planes so I prefer to actually drive over there.  Even though it is a long drive, I don’t travel alone.  My sixteen year old brother lives with me so he goes wherever I go.  He enjoys the trips just as much as I do.