Do you remember your very first job? I’m talking about that first "grown-up" role where  you felt like you were playing dress-up in your own life.    I started mine at 15 ½ through a high school work program. I’m convinced my mother  had a "secret summit" with my school counselor to decide my fate. The consensus?  "She’s not the college type; let's just give her some survival skills so she can pay her own  rent and utility bills."  Before I knew it, my transcript resembled a