Spoiled. Spoiled. Spoiled. That has been my life ever since I was young. Like most spoiled kids I don't like to called spoiled and so in more recent times I've been on a journey to un-spoil myself. The question is can one really un-spoil oneself? I like to think that working has changed my perspective on many things on such a significant level that I have reversed some of my more “spoiled” parts.

Its amazing, what experiencing someone else's life can do for your own. Once you put yourself in someone else's position its as if you can almost see yourself and how you behave and often seeing that makes you want to change. If I haven't already lost you in all this general speak then please let me explain through some examples in my life.

Are you happy with your insurance policy?

I go home to Prague pretty much every summer and when I was there for the summer after I graduated and when I was 18, the powers that be (my parents) thought that it was about time that I get a job.

The next week I found myself sitting in a cubicle looking out at the beautiful Prague summer weather whilst cold calling the United Kingdom. Working in a call centre was intense. You have this machine that basically just beeps every time it dials a number that is picked up so you sort of just sit there all day repeating the same sales spiel over and over again.

I learnt a lot from that first job. I learned the value of money and how long it takes to earn. I learned how to handle rejection all day long (surprisingly not that many people are just sitting at home waiting for me to call them and sell them car insurance. Who knew?). In any case the point I’m trying to make is that my perspective changed. Cold calling is a job, just like any other and I have respect for anyone that tries to make a living by working hard and it is hard work.

This change in perspective has forced me to be polite to companies that cold call me at the most inconvenient times. The patience I learned at that first job helped unspoil me a little.

Do you have this in my Size?

Fast forward to my freshman year of university where I found myself with moderately interesting courses and a whole lot less money then I was used to having. The obvious solution: get a retail job at some hot clothing store. From broke students to middle class wives who want discounts on hot clothing lines, retail work has been the perfect “extra” job for years.

Working at Club Monaco three times a week for all of my freshman year served its purpose and proved to be a great experience. Benefits of the job were: discounts, dressing up nice for work, helping good looking people look good and oh, yeah, some money. Although I spent 70 percent of all the money I earned at Club Monaco on Club Monaco clothing, I do feel that my work ethic increased.

Working retail changed my perspective and my behaviour to the point that I will no longer be one of those damned customers that come into the store and pick up every piece of clothing and destroy every perfectly folded pile of clothing. Done! Unspoiled!

Does the room have a see view?

Currently, as you may know, I am working at a hotel in Spain for the summer. A job, that I received purely on the fact that my family has connections. Where I work at reception provides the perfect example of the point I am trying to make. In the past I would walk into a hotel and say my name and state that I want to check-in. In the past I had no idea what checking-in entailed and didn't think it was that complicated but in a large hotel when a client checks in there is a lot more to do then meets the eye. That process, that I do every day has changed me forever and checking in at a hotel will never be the same again.

Perspectives change over time as experience grows. I think thats one of the attributes of a spoiled person, someone who doesn't have the experience to even know that they have everything easy and don't even know that they don't and therefore have no respect for work and the value of things. The obvious solution is to work and gain that experience. Its an enlightening experience, evolving and growing into your own person as your perspective changes. For me, its been an adventure both good and bad as my disposable money becomes smaller and my understanding larger.