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LynneSin Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:16 AM
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CONFESS!!!! What is the first job you ever had!!!
We all probably had some minimum wage paying crap job when we first got old enough to work.

My job - I worked at a fast food restaurant called "Farm Family Resturant" in Harrisburg PA. They were a fried chicken fastfood place where on Tuesdays & Wednesdays they had "All-you-can-eat" Chicken nights (ugh!). My mother wanted me to work at Hardees because it was 2 blocks from my home but I wanted to work over in Harrisburg where I could meet fun & interesting people (Unlike the rednecks from Perry County). But after 6 months at the Farm Family I did end up at Hardees only because they offered me 25cents more an hour in pay. Plus Hardees guarenteed they would bring me back over the holidays when I went to college.

My first real 'non-fastfood' job was summers at EDS back when Ross Perot own the business. They had a data center in Camp Hill where my mother worked and my brother did summers while he was in college. So I was able to secure a great paying job there for summers and holiday breaks. I actually shoke Ross Perot's hand once

I swear, the main reason I rarely eat in Fast Food is because I worked in it for 2 years as a kid.
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LaraMN Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:19 AM
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1. I worked at a drug store in high school.
Sometimes I got to deliver prescriptions and I could drive around and smoke, in the process. That was when I loved that job (that, and I lusted after the guy who came to pick up our film for the company who did our photo processing.) After two years, Wal-Mart came in and ran the store out of business. My first ever layoff!
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underpants Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:20 AM
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2. BAGGING GROCERIES AT A WINN-DIXIE!!!!
Now stop yelling at me.
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rbnyc Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 03:30 PM
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75. Bagging Groceries at Dominick's. (nt)
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Dora Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 03:35 PM
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77. Bagging groceries at Godfrey's. n/t
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Starbucks Anarchist Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:23 AM
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3. Worked at a movie theater.
Mainly tore movie tickets. :puke:
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Dangerously Amused Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:39 AM
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13. Yeah, but it was the WAY you tore them...


:loveya:


Hey, did you get to see free movies?


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Starbucks Anarchist Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 05:50 PM
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84. Believe me, I wasn't smiling at that job.
;)

Yeah, I saw a couple of free movies. Poor trade-off, though.
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tjwmason Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:24 AM
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4. Worked in an opticians
At first I was filing patient records away, but as this only took half of the day (this was a Saturday job - my predecessor would take all day over it) I started to help out in other places; after a while I moved on to administer pre-testing (which was just pointing machines at folks' eyes), then learned various stuff in the lab (marking up lenses, checking finished glasses).
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swimboy Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:55 AM
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36. Did you wear a white lab coat?
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tjwmason Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:57 AM
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38. No - nobody wore them.
Why, is that a fetish of yours? :shrug:








:evilgrin:
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swimboy Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 12:33 PM
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52. I'm not sure what you're talking about.


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swimboy Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 12:39 PM
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55. I have no further comment at this time.
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bertha katzenengel Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:24 AM
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5. Del Taco - southwest (mainly CA), "Mexican" fast food.
The best of its kind, IMO. Light years beyond Taco Hell: for starters, they cook everything from fresh ingredients -- no boil-in-bag crap... Worked there for two and a half years. A great first job.
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tenshi816 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 03:10 PM
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69. I discovered Del Taco when I went travelling
west from Georgia in my late teens and loved it. You're right, it was nothing like Taco Bell. Del Taco inspired me to buy my first proper Mexican cookbook!
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Whoa_Nelly Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 03:15 PM
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71. Del Taco here was closed due to mega health violations
They re-opened a few months ago, but I won't go there :scared:
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tenshi816 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 03:27 PM
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74. Really? Yuk.
Edited on Tue Jan-03-06 03:28 PM by tenshi816
Well, it was years ago when I went there anyway, although it's still unpleasant to think about. I still credit the place for awakening my interest in learning more about Mexican cooking, which remains to this day.
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William Bloode Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:24 AM
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6. Bailing hay.
Bailed more than my share of hay. Started when i was 12, did not make anything close to minimum wage either.

I remeber i went and bailed hay all day for old man White. I bailed hay all day in 100f heat with only a single jar of warm water. At the end of the day he asked "Well boy what do i owe ya". I responeded, "whatever you think it was worth". He handed me a whole freakin' dollar! :wtf:

I only made minimum and above when i went on to become a janitor at 15 for a local cotton mill.
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Heidi Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:12 AM
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25. Ever detasseled corn?
I've heard that's pretty thankless work, too.

:hi:
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William Bloode Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:27 AM
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30. Yeah i've shucked my share of corn too.
95% of the corn grown was for livestock, and not a lot for personal consumption. Of course there was the Silver Queen planted for folks to eat, and i shucked plenty of that.

I would rather shuck corn than bale hay though. Workin' hay is just so itchy! You sweat and the chaff and dust sticks to you, which makes you itch like mad. It's almost torture lol!
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tenshi816 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 03:24 PM
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73. I had to shuck corn and shell peas
on my grandparents' farm in Georgia every summer, starting when I was about 7. I hated the work (and to this day I resent it and still think that kids that young shouldn't be forced to work like that). Needless to say, I wasn't paid. I hated even eating corn or peas until well into my adulthood.

Also, my first stepfather owned a restaurant and the summer I was 14 he made me work there every weekend with the understanding that he would pay me for it at the end of the summer, just before school started back. I worked 10 hour shifts every Saturday and Sunday starting the first week of June until the last week of August. At the end of it, he gave me...$20.00, then told me I should be grateful for it because he didn't have to pay me at all. I already disliked him, but that's when it tipped over into hate. Thank God he's not my stepfather anymore.
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OregonBlue Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 07:31 PM
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101. Picking strawberries in Hood River Valley, Oregon. Paid by the
flat, not be the hour. Didn't make much. Ate as many as I picked. It was hard work but in those days it was mostly kids who did the picking and it was sort of fun.
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kick-ass-bob Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:28 AM
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7. I worked at a Bojangles.
for a month

http://www.bojangles.com/bojangles/home/day.html

You do NOT want to know what goes on back there.

:scared:
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GalleryGod Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:35 AM
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8. Painted the Burlington-Bristol Bridge ! 40 feet up!
:scared: We had a 2nd hand Trapeze Net to catch us!:scared:
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WCGreen Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:35 AM
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9. A Marathon gas station.....
Just a little above min...

I got to use the tire changer....

that was cool....
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pokerfan Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:36 AM
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10. Spotting wheat trucks during harvest
Paid twenty-five bucks a day in 1972. I was twelve.

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Maddy McCall Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:38 AM
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11. Folded newspapers.
I folded 1000 newspapers each Wednesday for $10. I was 13, and that was good money.

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LynneSin Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:41 AM
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14. I hated working with newspapers
I was my brother's substitute papergirl whenever he had afterschool activities and I just hated working with newspaper and all that inky mess.

WHen I first moved to the philly area a friend convinced me to take an evening job for $10/hour putting ad inserts into the local Doyletown paper. That job lasted exactly one night. Although I could easily use the $40 I'd make a night, the ink just grossed me out!

To this day I'd rather just read the newspaper online than to deal with the ink even though most newspapers have gotten rid of the old ink that would dirty up your hands
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Maddy McCall Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:44 AM
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18. I hated the job because I was the only young person there.
The rest were old biddies, 80 and over. The owner was a mean old coot--but I was able to buy some clothes and albums with my money, so I stayed with it for two years, until I found a job at a dress store, doing window displays.

Yes, the ink was nasty and it made my hands dry...and folding the papers gave my hands calluses.

God, just thinking back about it, I really hated that job. :grr:
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AllegroRondo Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:39 AM
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12. Flippin' burgers at a drive in
it wasn't that bad. It was a family owned place, not a big chain, so the owner knew everyone who worked there. All the food was made-to-order, which kept the boredom level down.
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GOPisEvil Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:43 AM
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15. I bagged groceries at the Randolph AFB Commissary.
We worked for tips only, and of course I reported every dime to the IRS. :7
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Maddy McCall Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:46 AM
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19. My first boyfriend was a bagboy at a Jitney Jungle grocery store.
Ever heard of Jitney Jungle? I don't think there are any in TExas...just a Mississippi thing.

Anyway, he looked so cute in his apron. :D
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GOPisEvil Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:12 AM
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24. Yeah, never heard of the Jitney Jungle.
Aprons? We just wore our regular clothes, but had to wear a blue cap with out bagger number on it. :D
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seemunkee Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:44 AM
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16. Spinning pizza at 15
I meet the girl/woman I ended up marrying there.

My second job was working at the local outdoor store. At that time everyone had a specialty in the store, kayaking, backpacking, climbing, etc. It was a great job for high school and college.
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Strong Atheist Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:44 AM
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17. Worked on trucks delivering supplies to
the schools in our system.
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dryan Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:52 AM
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20. I was a carhop...
at Page's in Winter Park. I made the princely sum of 70 cents an hour.
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oneighty Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:03 AM
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21. Ten year old boy slave
hired out (rented) to a truck farm for the summer of 1944. One square and a bed on the screened in porch of the old farm house where some nights I was known to cry my self to sleep.

In retrospect it was a lot better than what the kids in Europe and the far east had to go through.

But even today I resent it.

180
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UncleSepp Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:05 AM
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22. Stable hand
I was about nine, I think. I traded out mucking stalls, feeding, and grooming for riding lessons. My first job for money was watching a store at the flea market.
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Dangerously Amused Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:10 AM
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23. The first "real" job: Waitress.


I worked third shift at the Country Kitchen restaurant. I made less than minimum wage, but the boss forced us to write on our time cards that we made minimum because he said we made it up in tips anyway. We didn't.

One thing I learned is that the drunks who came in at bar time, at least where I worked, didn't tip. They spent all their money on beer and they would come in with exact change for the $2.99 breakfast special, plus tax.

Walking around in those ugly thick polyester skirts in winter, without a humidifier in the place, was awful. I had to drench myself in Cling Free several times throughout the night or I would be a walking volt of static electricity. To this day I have a revulsion to the smell of Cling Free.

One time this nicely dressed elderly black man came in by himself in the middle of the night. He was wearing a three piece suit, overcoat and a hat. He was the only customer there. i took his order and served him. He was very polite. Then a 30-something white guy came in by himself and sat in the same section a few tables away. I took his order and while he was waiting for his food he began to verbally abuse the black man on account of his race. He said all kinds of terrible things, loudly. He used the "N" word liberally, and some others. I was mortified. I knew it was wrong, but I was afraid. There was just the cook, a boy not much older than me, and me there. I went to the cook and asked him to do something. He said he would not get involved. I thought maybe I should call the police. The berating continued. I could see in his face that the words wounded the black gentleman, but he said and did nothing in return. He finished his meal, paid and left. I have always been ashamed of myself for not speaking up that day, and for not calling the police.


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LynneSin Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:19 AM
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28. We grow from stuff like that
Edited on Tue Jan-03-06 10:20 AM by LynneSin
One thing that I encountered at my first job was it was the first time I ever interacted with African-Americans. I lived in a very racist all-white county so up until that point everything I knew about black people was pretty negative.

I really didn't have much of an opinion when I started there - I was just nice to everyone. But one night when I was closing these 2 black men came in and started to harass me. The cook (also black - really tall, big guy) got wind of what was going on and came out and chased them away. He then made sure I was escorted safely out to my car and continued to do it each night we worked together. He was the kindness, nicest soul - had a wonderful family, 2 kids and working hard as a cook at a fast food restaurant along with a daytime job driving a delivery truck.

From that moment on I realized everything I learned from my racist, redneck high-school was absolutely wrong. (I had my doubts all along, but this just solidified it). It was also at that point that I practically quit hanging out with people from my high-school and made friends from other kids my age from the Harrisburg schools since they seemed to be a little bit more open-minded about people in general.
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ForrestGump Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 12:42 PM
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57. No need to feel ashamed
:hug:

The shame is all that horrible man's. Sometimes you just can't do anything without making things worse.
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progmom Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:13 AM
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26. Denny's waitress
did that for a year. you can meet some interesting people there.
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ProfessorGAC Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:14 AM
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27. Janitor's Assistant
Just before i turned 16 at a bar and banquet hall near my house. I ended up getting the janitor's job when that guy was caught stealing, and i worked as a janitor all the way through undergrad school. (I would have left there a little before i turned 20.) So, i was a janitor's assistant then a janitor for about 4 years.
The Professor
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Monkey see Monkey Do Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:24 AM
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29. Cashier at a supermarket (Sainsbury's)
I worked there for 6 years in total, going full time for 6 months before Uni (to fund a trip to Australia) and in summer breaks, as well as part-time in the store where my Uni was.

I also worked as a shelf-stacker (mainly on fruit & veg), in the warehouse unloading lorries, as a checkout supervisor (the guy who gets called when things don't scan / credit cards don't work etc), on the customer service desk (where I became deeply, deeply misanthropic) and in the office (the only job I remotely enjoyed.)

I made some good friends there & Sunday's paid double time (which was handy, as I was going from practising Catholic to agnostic to athiest around the time I started there) so it wasn't all bad.
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StaggerLee Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:29 AM
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31. Paper route when I was 12
No one seemed to want to pay. My neighborhood was full of no-loads.

x(


But there was that time that bronze babe in a bikini answered the door when I tried to collect...she must have been house-sitting during summer break. :P

And then there was the time that I was bit on the hand by a doberman. :scared:



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lakemonster11 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:36 AM
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32. I played the trombone in a pit orchestra.
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bigwillq Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:38 AM
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33. I worked at a pet store.
It was o.k.
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lizziegrace Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:38 AM
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34. Scooping Ice Cream
at a family-owned shop. I was 15. Been working ever since.
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China_cat Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:41 AM
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35. Target for a knife thrower.
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swimboy Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:57 AM
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37. I shelved books at the public library.
I really enjoyed spending time there and I got very good at carrying huge armloads of books. I also honed my valuable alphabetizing skills. I have mad ABC skillz!
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bikebloke Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:59 AM
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39. Movie theatre
Ripped tickets. Sold popcorn. I was able to be creative with the marquee. Once for the umpteenth run of The Poseidon Adventure, I did the whole thing upside down.
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eyesroll Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 11:01 AM
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40. Junior counselor at a day camp when I was 14.
We didn't get paid by the hour -- it was considered a "volunteer" position, with a "stipend" at the end that amounted to about $100 a week (early 90s) for full-time work. Still, it was something to do, transportation and meals were provided, and I was too young to work just about anywhere else.

When I was 16, I got a job at Kids R Us.
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Lumily Donating Member (225 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 11:07 AM
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41. Working in my Grandfather's Tobacco Fields.
Edited on Tue Jan-03-06 11:08 AM by Lumily
I was 13, and he paid me $30 a day (7am-3pm). I thought I was going to be rich.

I only lasted 6 days. I got so sick from the plants juices, I couldn't hardly stand up. I wouldn't wish that job on anybody.

When I was 14, I got a job at a Quincey's restaurant. I ran the salad bar. That one lasted about 7 months.
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rustydog Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 11:09 AM
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42. Picking cherries in summer, apples in the fall
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YankeyMCC Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 11:11 AM
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43. Unofficially a paper route
officially (with working papers signed by my parents and paying taxes on my wages) Burger King.

I still can not believe I actually used to eat double whoppers for dinner on my breaks.
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LeftyMom Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 11:17 AM
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44. I sold electronics
I started out at $8/hour plus commission which wasn't bad at all for a 17 year old.
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Call Me Wesley Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 11:22 AM
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45. When I was 14,
Edited on Tue Jan-03-06 11:45 AM by Call Me Wesley
working as cashier/caterer/door opener/usher, etc. for a friend's little alternative theater (playhouse) in Zurich over the weekends. The friend was author/actor Alexander Ziegler, who killed himself in 1987.

One of his books was made into a movie by Wolfgang Petersen, where he co-wrote the screenplay:
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0076280/
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miss_american_pie Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 11:25 AM
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46. Boston Market
Cleaning those chicken ovens was almost enough to make me become a vegetarian.
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flvegan Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 11:52 AM
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47. Dual paper routes at 11.
One was daily, one was only on Thursdays. Suffice to say that Thursday after school, in the winter sucked (Massachusetts).

When I was 15 I got a "real" job cooking pizza and washing dishes at the local pub.
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cssmall Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 12:00 PM
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48. Working with cows.
Bailing hay, throwing hay, putting suction cups on cow's teets, etc., etc.

It paid nice.
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AngryAmish Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 12:13 PM
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49. Caddy
Best job I ever had.
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riderinthestorm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 04:35 PM
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79. Caddy here too, started at 12
But I hated this job! I was one of three girl caddies at a very snobbish club and we were given the absolute worst golfers and worst tippers in an attempt to drive us off.

I lasted 2 years - I was a stubborn little thing.

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AngryAmish Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 06:55 PM
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91. Where did you loop?
I was at Butler National.
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noonwitch Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 12:16 PM
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50. Waitress at IHOP
I don't count babysitting, which I did for many families starting when I was 12.

The waitressing job was one of the worst I've ever had, too. The restaurant was nasty and dirty, my boss was a lech who liked to look at teenaged girls' breasts, butts and legs, so he made sure all our uniforms were too tight, and he regularly violated child labor rules by working me too late on school nights. I stuck it out for 8 months, then quit and worked at a retail store.

About 6 months after I quit, the local news station featured that IHOP on it's "Eat, Drink and Be Wary" segment. The sad thing was that the owner was a really nice guy, but the manager was such a prick.
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CornField Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 12:23 PM
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51. It's too horrible... KFC... but...
my maiden name was Sanders. Yup, for real. All through high school I was known as Colonel Sanders.
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Mr. McD Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 12:33 PM
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53. Raking Hay
$5.00 a day plus room and board. I was 13. I did this for several Summers.
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Zomby Woof Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 12:38 PM
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54. I delivered the Stars & Stripes newspaper
For most of 1978, when I lived in Spain, I delivered the Stars & Stripes newspaper by bicycle after school. I was 10 when I started, and turned 11 that year.

We lived off of the base, so the roughly 40 subscribers I had were spread out over this vast neighborhood. I racked up lots of miles in the 2 hours I alotted for the deliveries, starting at 4, and being home by dinner. I was in great shape, doing this 5 days a week. Saturdays there was no edition, and for Sundays, subscribers were on their own, having to go to the base to get a copy.

I collected once a month, at $4.50 a subscription, plus tips. I kept a pretty substantial percentage, so a few years later when I was back in the States, I bought my first electric guitar - a Gibson Flying V. :D I opened a savings account and learned money management at an early age.
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ForrestGump Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 12:40 PM
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56. J-Lo nipple tweaker


Great job, Great perks. Great tips.
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Dangerously Amused Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 01:53 PM
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62. Oh for Pete's sake. Those aren't real nipples!

They're little fake stick-on ones that models and rock stars use for photo shoots. Everybody knows that. :eyes:



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ForrestGump Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 01:55 PM
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63. Well, yeah, but the fun part was that I had to
lick them to get 'em to stick. :D

Please just let me know if you require my services...
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transeo Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 12:49 PM
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58. Shelving books at the library
It was actually a great job for a teenager and led to 7 years of employment with the library system asI moved up into other positions. Libraries and librarians kick ass. They are our first defenders of free speech.
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ET Awful Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 12:51 PM
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59. Doing clean up and feeding at a pet store.
Edited on Tue Jan-03-06 12:51 PM by ET Awful
It was fun until they had me feed a snake one day . . . that poor little white mouse :(
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noamnety Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 07:00 PM
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92. Snake sitter here!
My first job was nothing BUT feeding those little white mice to snakes.

It takes about an hour and a half for a rat to defrost, in case anyone needs to know that.
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Hugin Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 12:51 PM
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60. Loading horse manure in a pickup with a shovel.
ATTENTION ALL YOU MEDIA PUNDITS: I know horse crap when I see it...
I'm an expert of sorts. So, stop trying to spew it on the Television Device!
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yellowcanine Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 01:34 PM
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61. Pumping gas and diesel fuel at a truck stop. This was before self-serve
gas stations. Showing my age there I know. I also fixed flat tires on trucks. Terrible job and dangerous also as the split rings could fly off. We had a cage we put the tires into to pump them up.
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RumpusCat Donating Member (548 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 02:16 PM
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64. Meter Maid
If you visited a certain well-known tourist trap around Chattanooga, TN during that time then I might've written you a ticket! :hi:
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Burma Jones Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 02:18 PM
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65. Closer at McDonalds
Fortunately, I spent most of the time in the back. We would get absolutely baked after we were done, usually about 1:00 am - aaahhhhh, the 70s.......
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redqueen Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 02:21 PM
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66. This mom & pop place called English Fish & Chips
I was 16 and worked split shift lunch & dinner. It was a great job. If I wasn't so dense I'd have really enjoyed the rugby clubs that came in on weekends after their games and flirted with me.

My first 'real' job was hanging parts on racks in a factory. Woo.
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LSK Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 02:22 PM
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67. electrician helper
"Go get me some pipes"

"Go get me some wire"

"Go see where this wire goes"

Lots of fun - not! Had this during the summer in high school.
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Radical Activist Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 02:34 PM
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68. bus boy at steak n shake
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HEyHEY Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 03:13 PM
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70. Washing dishes at the Flying fish
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Whoa_Nelly Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 03:18 PM
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72. El Taco on E. Grant in Tucson (age 17)
Got food poisoning, had to quit.

Next worked at FedMart (which became Price Club, then merged with Costco) car wash...that was fun!
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Arugula Latte Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 03:31 PM
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76. Cleaning horse pens.
Where I boarded my horse.

Good exercise, outdoors -- not bad!
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u4ic Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:47 PM
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106. I mucked out stalls
for a summer, during high school. :hi:

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Left Is Write Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 03:39 PM
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78. Hardee's.
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Trigger Hippie Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 04:43 PM
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80. I worked at Arby's.
Started out behind the counter, moved to drive thru and ended up making the sandwiches. I even had to clean the giant slicer. I'm lucky I still have both my hands!
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Oeditpus Rex Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 04:44 PM
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81. I had a paper route for almost five years
Saved enough $ to put a new engine in my car and learned a lot about customer relations and handling money.

After that... gas station pump jockey, like every other teenage guy back then. Two-fifty an hour, but that was a third of a tank o' gas. Minimum wage now gets you about 2 1/2 gallons.
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Aristus Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 04:56 PM
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82. I had a morning paper route starting when I was fourteen.
I had to get up at 4:30 every morning to deliver my papers. I rode a bike until it broke, and then walked it. I learned responsibility, getting up early, how to handle money, and got in terrific shape. One of the best jobs I ever had.

I never had to bug my mom for pocket money, and she never instituted a curfew for me, so long as my papers were delivered on time.
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warrens Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 05:00 PM
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83. Night watchman on the top of Mt. Washington in NH
There wasn't a heck of a lot to watch there. I had to make the rounds in the old firetrap hotel once an hour, mop the lobby floor, and mainly read and listen to music til breakfast.
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Cobalt Violet Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 06:01 PM
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86. You must have seen some awesome bad, bad weather.
Did you do that year round?
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Cobalt Violet Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 05:58 PM
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85. I was a companion for senile nuns.
If your gonna hang with nuns, senile ones are the best.
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XemaSab Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 06:04 PM
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87. Murrelet surveys
Hiking into the woods alone 2 hours before sunrise, and waiting for the birds.

Good times, good times....

It made me glad that I have a long career of scary movie watching, that's for sure. :D
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Dave Reynolds Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 06:05 PM
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88. First "non-official", for-cash job
was mowing lawns, at about age 11 to 16.

After that McDonalds, and then on to a shitty steakhouse called Ponderosa.

That was a long long time ago.
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sweetheart Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 06:18 PM
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89. xerox machine operator, westwood boulevard, Cal.
1 dollar/hour 1970
I was just a kid, working at my grandmothers business, and the other
workers told me that grandma was exploiting me, and that i should be
paid 3 dollars per hour. (They were all students from UCLA, as back
before computer printouts, thesis's needed to be typed by professional
typists.. and my grandma ran a typing business that transcribed and
printed the thesis's of UCLA Ph.D. Candidates.)

Xerox machines did not have collators back then, so i had to manually
collate 100 page x 80 copy documents, a rather athletic activity to
keep up with a machine.

I loved all america burger back then, and my whole day focused around
my free lunch away from my mother who would NEVER allow me to eat the
big super greasy ultra everything burger. :-) Grandma and i had a good
time, she used to take me after work to t-birds roller derby games where
she was a devoted fan... so many light years ago.
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baldguy Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 06:20 PM
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90. In high school, I was the Bean Boy at a Japanese resaurant.
Sort of like Benihana, only better. ;) After the chef finished cooking, I came out to serve the bean sprouts and clean the grill.
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Bombero1956 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 07:19 PM
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98. picked cucumbers
at age 8 for 85 cents a bushel. To this day I hate cucumbers and pickles. After that I worked tabacco at age 14 for $1.25 an hour. My paycheck was $52 take home I gave my Mom $40 to help pay the bills and had a whooping $12 to spend on myself. I really wanted this purple Columbia 5 speed Stingray type bike but was never able to save enough to get it.
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Deja Q Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 07:06 PM
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93. Burger King. 2.5 years in length. Pity me.
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La Lioness Priyanka Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 07:06 PM
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94. cashier at walgreens in high school
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madrchsod Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 07:09 PM
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95. dishwasher in a nursing home
not a bad job..keep me in gas and beer money..2 bucks an hour went along way back then
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DanCa Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 07:09 PM
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96. Black topping drive ways with my old man.
God I hated it fifteen years old and out in the heat smelling that stuff.
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Dinger Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 07:13 PM
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97. Waitress At A Farrells Ice Cream Shoppe
Fun job. Dressed up in circa 1910 clothes, sang Happy Birthday, . . Northridge Mall, Brown Deer, Wisconsin.
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book lady Donating Member (378 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 07:29 PM
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99. I worked at a fruit and vegetable
store on the lower east side of Milwaukee. I remember my school uniform blazer always smelling like celery.
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TallahasseeGrannie Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 07:31 PM
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100. Nurse's aide
at Somerset Hospital, Somerville, NJ for two bucks an hour.

I wrapped dead bodies. I was 18 years old.
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Wcross Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:12 PM
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102. Paper boy at age 12. I made good money!
It was a morning route, I would deliver every day of the week. I would be up and working at 5am every day. I did it until I could get a fast food job. (4 years)
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LuckyTheDog Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:14 PM
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103. Farm hand
I picked green beans for $2 an hour.
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sbj405 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:21 PM
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104. Hostess at Bill Knapp's
I guess they are all out business now. Bummer. I really liked the chocolate cakes and au gratin potatoes.
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sakabatou Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:44 PM
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105. Putting manilla folders in metal drawers.
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fudge stripe cookays Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 09:56 PM
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107. Gopher at a plumbing company when I was 15.
In April or May, my mom started as the bookkeeper for this place in Austin. He had recently incorporated, and his previous bookkeeper had been embezzling from the company.

No one knew where anything was, and half the paperwork was stuffed in glove compartments, laying mud-encrusted in the beds of trucks

So during that summer, I helped her put together all the packing slips, invoices and statements, wrote up statements, organized files, made Roll-o-Dex cards, and generally had a blast.

I got to hang out with cute plumbers after work and drink beers out of the coolers, and listened to rock and roll in the back room when I organized blueprints.

Easiest money I ever made. And at $3.85 an hour, it seemed like a fortune to me.

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Merrick Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:11 PM
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108. Bucky's Ice Cream Shop
Not being much of a marvel in the customer service department I mostly worked in the back, making bucket after bucket of ice cream.
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Mutley Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Jan-03-06 10:13 PM
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109. I worked at a tourist trap t-shirt shop
at the Inner Harbor in Baltimore. I was terminated, though I still don't know why. :shrug:
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khashka Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Jan-05-06 06:33 PM
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110. First job? Human resources at an oil company
We had a hiring freeze. So we would just spend the morning sending letters to people saying "Thanks for the resume. Don't expect a job." Then we'd take a three hour lunch, get drunk, play liar's dice, go back to work, give each other massages and see who got who into bed first. Then file spurious sexual harrassment complaints against each other.. Good fun and it paid well.

I was 17 and it wasn't a bad intro to corporate America.


I never managed to get into my boss's pants, though. Although I tried. Just not his type. Which might be why I got transfered to Petrophysics, where my boss called me "Captain" and did everything I told him to. Definitely a promotion :)

Khash.
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RetroLounge Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Jan-05-06 06:44 PM
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111. First real job?
Busboy at a Ponderosa restaurant.

Will NEVER EVER eat there. Don't ask... Trust me...

RL
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datasuspect Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Jan-05-06 06:45 PM
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112. heh heh heh
let's just say it wasn't actual "work."
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