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with the diverse mix of people on here, I figured it would be interesting to know what were people's first jobs...

 

for example my first ever job was working at the Airport Drive-In Movie theatre...i only worked there for 1 summer and it was my first ever paid job. It was great job, could eat free pizza and popcorn, although on my first day the ticket booth got robbed.

 

I worked in the concession stand...I will hate movie popcorn til the day I die...FYI that's not butter that makes it yellow

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My first job was an assistant professor. Never worked prior and I found it very stressful at the age of only 29 (I was being supported by my parents throughout all my schooling/college/universities so never had to work before that). I hated that job and as a young teacher was virtually locked out of bars of all types as I used to come face to face with my students who were pointing at me and laughing ........Lost control of classes sometimes as a result (kids), and word got around that I frequent dance and strip bars within the department. Left the job end of the year.

 

Nothing illegal or even immoral but I guess professors should be in the class and libraries not strip bars lol God I can sympathize with those who have to be locked out of fun for life like clergies, police officesr, politicians... because of their jobs, again not for legal reasons but stupid society standardized moral reasons.

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Worked in the book room of my high school during the summer. Collecting books from classrooms, sorting out damaged books, doing a full inventory. Along with two other guys, it was not a bad gig.

 

The next summer I painted houses. That was harder. In between I've done gardening and lawn care, taught music, and a variety of things.

 

Porthos

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i was a gas boy, i worked my ass off every day looking for someone to say good job man lol never got it just some five star check up by suit and tie guys giving me shit cause i forgot to ask if they needed there oil checked or winshield washed. i dont think there is any gas boys now a days.

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First job is a job we can get without experience.

 

That means a job that is easy

 

That usually means a job with very little pay and a lot of grunt work nobody else wants to do.

 

And that's why it's usually a job we hate.

 

Hopefully not also our last job

 

Mine: The two standard first jobs. Paperboy (Not really a job) and "Would you like fries with that?"

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First job, well technically speaking, guess that would be a paper route, delivering the Globe and Mail back when I was a kid

When I was 17 I went up to Parry Sound in the summer of 1978, in the Junior Ranger Program, making ten whole dollars a day, six days a week.

In the summer of 1979 I joined the Canadian Armed Forces Reserve (Militia). Qualified as an Infantryman. Served for two years, including time with the regular force (3 RCR) in Baden-Soellingen West Germany.

From 1981 to 1985 I was in university, once I got my degree I applied to the federal public service, and got a job in a government agency which

falls under Public Safety. Been with them for 28 years, at this stage I can say I hate my job...but 5 years to go. The bright side, it provides me with enough disposable income for my monthly encounters and escapes.

RG

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My first jobs was as a camp counsellor at 16, which I actually really liked, aside from the fact that it was a camp with no money and pretty hard to figure out how to entertain 60 kids for 40 hours a week on literally no budget!

 

One of my funniest jobs was working at an office that ran a bunch of vintage stores, where I somehow ended up with the job of finding and ordering mass amounts of russian communist pins and old issues of playboy. I'm sure my name is still flagged at the border for being a porn-loving commie. Heh.

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Ahhhhh Mickey D's. That was my first job. Hated it, because they definitely upheld the 'if you have time to lean, you've got time to clean' mentality, and the managers stood behind you watching every little thing you did. I left it after a few months for a grocery store, which was actually a blast, I loved it there.

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Tutoring math, eventually physics at the age of 16. I liked it a lot, charged $25/hr, and I worked for myself. Made more in two hours then my friends did in an entire shift

 

Kinda fell on me. I started tutoring to get my mandatory 40 hours of community service for high school done, and when I completed it, I decided to volunteer more. Eventually one of my student's mother called me and asked if I tutor over the summer since his grades had gone up from a C to an A after our sessions. Offered me $25/hr (I would've done it for $10), and thus began my first business.

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Chambermaid at the Branscombe's Motor Inn on Richmond Road in Bells Corners which is now a Baron's Best Western. I just graduated high school.

 

I only lasted a few months before I got hired by DND as a typist at CFB Uplands. My rate of pay: $139 a week.

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I am not going to count when I worked for my father, so will go for my first other job. And strawberry picking doesn't count either.

 

Working in a carpet warehouse, cutting carpet orders by the yard. Found out 1 yard equals 8feet by like 91/2 inches. Wonder if you order one yard that was the dimensions you were expecting.

 

Nowadays, I have a different appreciation for 9 1/2 inches, but that is just in my dreams anyway.

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Delivering papers for the Ottawa Citizen.

Job sucked a lot. Back in the day, delivery boys/girls had to collect directly from customers. You would't believe how many cheap bastards tried to stiff the weeny delivery kids.

 

Most interesting job - repossessing cars.

Fun & dangerous. Sometimes I had to steal biker's cars.

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My first job was delivering newspapers for The Ottawa Journal I really hated Saturdays because the papers were so thick and heavy.

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First job was a clerk @ Black's Cameras...starting rate $3.65/hr. When things were quiet, we use to peruse through customer's pictures, and often came across some less than suitable material...ahhh, the days of 'bush' ;)

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It wasn't my first job, but it was one of my first non-family and non-sex work jobs. It showed me horrible things and levels of despair I never could have imagined. I still see the faces in my mind.

 

I worked one summer for a local nursing home. It was hell on earth for the residents. It was a place families took their inconvenient elderly to wait to die. And often they got few visits. Even worse, the medical staff would prevent them from dying! Many of these people were so old, they were really just being warehoused there. They pissed their beds and lay in it every day. Many had to be fed using a huge syringe. Most of the nursing staff and nurses aids (which I was) were ignorant, mean-spirited hillbillies who tortured and fucked with the poor old folks to make their days go faster. There was no respect, no compassion. I remember seeing little old ladies carted down the hall butt naked on their way to the showers. I saw old men taunted until they lashed out, and were then put in restraints. I remember one of my coworkers literally picking this one old woman up by the hair. The fact that she was skin and bones was probably the only thing that prevented her scalp from being ripped off. One of the most tragic cases was a young woman with CP who was kept there and treated like she was, what they called in those days, retarded. In fact, one of the nurses told me that she was. But I got to know her, and she was probably as high or higher intelligence than most of the staff there. Can you imagine being condemned to such a life, with no hope and no defense? And unlike some prisoner of war camp, these people or their families were actually _paying_ for them to be in this hell.

 

I couldn't bring myself to work there a second summer. I have always had the gift/curse of seeing the child in every person I meet, so perhaps I didn't see the people in there the way others did. My little teenage mind couldn't possibly conceive human beings living in such conditions. It opened my eyes.

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My very first job was tutoring Physics right after my high school graduation and before going to university. A friend of mine who came from a rich family requested and then hired me to teach Physics to his sister who was preparing for a Matriculation ( Grade 13 equivalent) Exam.

 

That was fun since it was my favorite subject at that time and it gave me an opportunity to be close to a beautiful spinner! lol. I was paid handsomely too!

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My first job was working as a records clerk in the Family Courts of Toronto. We dealt with divorces with total assets under 25k and child custody cases wherein one parents would lose their kid and the other would get him/her, or both parents had messed up badly enough that the state would take the child. That place was the beating heart of all that was sad in the GTA.

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This was my first job too and had to collect from my customers. I lived in an older residents building at the time and the tips dated back to that era. I'll never forget the sweet 95 year old widow that never answered her door, but did for me. She would hand me a quarter for a tip and tell me to go buy myself an ice cream.

 

This was actually the best job I had for cash I did not yet have to fork over to the adult world of bills, rent, education, responsibility and all that other good stuff.

 

Delivering papers for the Ottawa Citizen.

Job sucked a lot. Back in the day, delivery boys/girls had to collect directly from customers. You would't believe how many cheap bastards tried to stiff the weeny delivery kids.

 

Most interesting job - repossessing cars.

Fun & dangerous. Sometimes I had to steal biker's cars.

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if you don't count being an assistant paperboy - I helped a friend in grade 8 for a short while, handling half his route ...

 

my first job was moving/stacking newly printed cardboard boxes the summer between grades 10 & 11 ... hot, dirty work, but it paid an adult wage and started my savings pool for university

 

... and now I have 8.5 working days left before I take an early retirement package ... it will be interesting to see how long I last before going back to work

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If you don't count the paper boy, car washing, snow shovelling or lawn cutting thing as a youngster; it was making and installing concrete septic tanks and believe it or not it was fun - getting paid by cheque! They were a great crew to work with and the days flew by and man were you tired at the end of the day after making all that concrete.

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I grew up on a farm and even though it was not a paid position (except for my housing, food, etc.), it was more physically demanding than any other labouring jobs I took later.

 

My first job with an actual payday was bagging groceries and stocking shelves when I was 13. I couldn't believe how easy it was.

 

I work in a technical field and my first experience of hiring people was helping my boss at the time. He said that he would always hire farm kids whether they had any experience or not. He insisted that he could always train people to do the job but he could not train a work ethic.

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