What was your first job?

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YTS mechanic age 17 , a YTS ( Youth Training Scheme) ,was a scheme developed by the Conservative government under Margaret Thatcher in Uk where young people were given 1 year of employment on approx 60p per hr , pennies literally ,even in the 80s. After the year you could be kept or dropped. I left for properly paid job as it essentially slave labour
 
Arg, Margaret Thatcher. I love the elderly Glaswegian woman (sadly recently passed away) who was stopped in the street and asked ‘what do you think of the death of Margaret Thatcher?’ - ‘I’m delighted. If it was up to me, I’d put garlic round her neck and a stake through her heart to make sure she disnae come back!’

My first job was in a virology lab, growing chlamydia in thousands of fertilised eggs, then monitoring its growth pattern. Fascinating. Not.
 
My first job was at the nearby pharmacy as I have got the pharmacy certificate, it helped me for it.
 
A ski shop at 14 years old. Had to get a work permit.
the owners treated me very well.
 
As a young'un I put off working as long as possible... :p But in college I used to deliver Watkins products. Just drove all over the city, mostly in the west hills, delivering what a handicapped individual had sold but he couldn't drive so he had to hire folks to deliver for him. It was fun actually, but it was just once every two weeks.

I've always had an allergy to working too much, sadly. So I have to work til I'm dead as a result...:geek: At least I love what I do now and I have plenty of flexibility to work when I want or need to.
 
K-Mart! Super fun unloading the trucks in the morning. I was 14 without a work permit, crazy times.
 
My first job seemed to be being mental ill.
I did go on to do veterinary nursing but I’m still mentally ill and no longer nurse…
 
I worked at a factory that made the colored grass that goes in Easter baskets. I was 15. I remember how mean the ladies were that worked there. They made it difficult for me the first couple of weeks. Once they saw I could handle it they were so nice.
 
The fort it is a restaurant and I was getting paid $7.25 a hour it was a wack place to work but im glad I moved on to better things
 
For my first real job, I worked in the dietary department of a Mennonite Nursing Home. I was in high school and I would rollerblade there, sometimes in the wee small hours of the morning to get there to prepare the trays of food for the residents' meals. Sometimes, I would also serve them in one of the dining rooms and sometimes I would have other food prep jobs. It was interesting being a teenager having a temporary job alongside grown adults whose actual adult occupation it was. It payed a couple dollars per hour more than working at someplace like McDonalds, and in those days, a couple bucks an hour more made it feel like big money. Half of the other teenagers that worked there were from the public high school, like I was, and the other half were from the Mennonite high school, so it was also interesting to get to know kids (and adults) who had different cultural norms and practices than I was familiar with at the time. While I didn't have deep relationships with the residents while I worked there, it was remarkable to meet people whose last names were the same as the names of the streets in our town - their families had been around so long that the streets were named after them.
 
Now, I know you didn't ask about this, but for my *second* real job when I was in high school, I worked in Atlantic City as a juggler for the Tropicana Casino.

I would juggle clubs while riding on a float that traveled down the boardwalk. I enjoyed the company of the beautifully bedecked grown adult showgirls who shared the float and the dressing room with me.

Often, while I was juggling, the strong wind of the Atlantic Ocean would grab one of my clubs in midair and hurl it off the float. I'd jump off the float and race after it and run to catch up to the float again and climb back aboard.

It was all a little awkward, because I was just a teenager and I wasn't technically old enough for it to even be legal for me to be on the casino floor, which I had to cross to get to the dressing room and to the cafeteria, but there I was!

It was also a little awkward that I was making 1.5x more money than the grown women I worked with, because as a juggler, I was considered "talent." I remember the weirdness of that. They were super talented, too and some of them had families to feed. This was the nineties. The showgirls were making $12 an hour and I was making $18 an hour and that was enough money back then that my mom felt it was worth driving almost two hours there and two hours back for that paycheck. I don't think she minded waiting around in Atlantic City for me to get through my work day, though. ;)
 
My first job was at age 12 working the summer picking beans in the field. 100 bucks a week at 12 was great fun. I had a paper route shortly after that
 
Walgreens - Cashier+store, it was good until we had the 1 manager who always has a stick up their arse.
 
Steinmart cashier, then assistant cash office manager. In high school. Crazy they gave me the cash office manager position at that age. I've always been a perfectionist. Type A all the way. Sad. I still have to work on relaxion techniques 30 years later.
 
Caddying. Got to be outside on beautiful days and paid cash.
 
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