i8godzilla wrote:Boy was I cool. 15 years old and spending two nights a week out of town 'on business'. IIRC he paid me ~$25 a day and all the candy I could eat!
When I was 15, I could have put him out of business. I bet I could still put a pretty big dent in his ROI now.
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i8godzilla wrote:Boy was I cool. 15 years old and spending two nights a week out of town 'on business'. IIRC he paid me ~$25 a day and all the candy I could eat!
When I was 15, I could have put him out of business. I bet I could still put a pretty big dent in his ROI now.
My first job was a busboy dishwasher at a large steakhouse chain. At the time, we were in second place in the nation for serving the most customers. On a good weekend we would serve 600-900 steaks. It was hard work, but the best part was I got to eat a ribeye steak, Texas toast, baked potato and salad every night for dinner.
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I worked at a KFC from the day I turned 16 until I graduated high school. The fact that I was as young as I was and held the same job for two years really helped when I went to move into my chosen career field (at the time printing).
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The Annoyed Man wrote:... a number of young (single) girls of my approximate age who worked there - quite attractive ones at that - got real busy sharing the gospel with me.... a LOT.
I've never heard it called that before
Heh, heh.
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My first real job with a W2 was picking and packing orders in a warehouse after school. Junior year of HS and I didn't have a car yet, so I walked there from school and my dad picked me up on his way home from work. Before that I mowed lawns and did other odd jobs for neighbors for cash.
Around age 12, I worked at a private golf course and retrieved clubs and bags from storage, got golf carts, cleaned clubs, etc. for the members @ $1/hr. As a bonus, we got to shoot 13-lined ground squirrels on the course on Mondays when the club house and course were basically closed.
First job with a W2 was working in a dress shop owned by our neighbors.
First job I actually went down and filled out an application for was at the local TG&Y. I think I was 16 years and 10 minutes old. Ok maybe it was the day AFTER my 16th birthday, because that day would have been spent at the DPS getting my TDL
After babysitting and mowing lawns and polishing silver (for my Granny) I worked at Toys By Roy at Willowbrook Mall. I was in charge of the Puzzles and board games. Have been everything from Hallmark clerk, restuarant hostess (Where I met my best friend and husband ), waitress, medical billing, receptionist, secretary, even Tupperware lady! Even went back to waitressing for a short time even after I got my nursing license... could fit that around the kids school schedule better. But must admit I love being a nurse!
Didn't get the first "real job" I applied for. The owner of Glenn Locke Farms didn't think I could handle a bale of hay or a muck cart ( I was kinda tiny) but he had no idea how ornery and strong I was for my size. I sure wanted to work around those horses though. I was SO mad that he had called me "a little lady that had no place in a boys job".
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Summer I was 16 - working on a hog and crop farm. $20/week plus room and board. I was so crazy I went back each summer till I started my junior year of college. Long, hard days, but I learned a lot. Good, honest work. Start with the hogs, then out to the fields to till or spray or whatever needed doing. Or the barn to fix machinery. I loved the wheat harvest - come in at the end of the day covered in an inch-thick layer of dust. And the sugarbeet harvest - start at 6:00am, go till midnight, and out in the field the entire time. Sure, the guys had no problem with that, but I was too sweet and innocent to pull up a tractor tire or some such for my bathroom.... Then of course there's the times when the farm owner decided that the hog barn needed to be cleaned... power washed... or as I like to call it "taking a shower in manure". Ah, yes, those were the days.
My first job was Walmart I quit after about three weeks because I was over worked and under paided.. then I decided to join the Navy
edit: reading earlier post I forgot that I was a paper boy from the time that I could put inserts into the paper up until I was about... 24 or so when I gave the route back to my dad. about 80 bucks a week for about 3 hours of work