When I was finished school I got a job with Coca-Cola Company as a sales supervisor. It was a good job but so tiring because I worked at least 12 hours a day, Monday to Saturday and sometimes when Coca-Cola would have events my zone made me work even on Sundays. At that time, I was tired and bored with my work. When my brother in law, who was taking vacations in Mexico, asked me "Why don't you go to California to work?, wouldn't you like it?.