At this point in your life, a job is a job! Yours is better - more suited to be a teenager - than my first job! I applied everywhere, too, except fast food places. I ended up with a job at a wig store in a mall, with 3-inch-long hot pink fake fur on the walls. My hair was even longer then than it is now, down past my shoulderblades, so I was a pretty unlikey wig candidate!

Enjoy it - any job working with the public will leave you with stories to tell!