Your First Job

First and current: Newspaper delivery.

I may not like it, but 40 bones a fortnight is 40 bones a fortnight.

 

My first job was right out of high school back in 2004. We had a hole-in-the-wall Mexican restaurant called Ricardo's, and my job was a dishwasher, the wage was about 5.25 an hour, part time. It wasn't a terrible job by any means, I got free meals on occasion and the people I worked with were nice But the fact it was done after I got my wisdom teeth removed made the first week a bit painful, heh.

 

Self employed as me.

Got done with university, went on holiday for a few months to the US, came back and found nobody cared. Did a bit of postgrad and not a lot. Technically this was around the whole housing crisis bit but even so.
I messed around for a bit and then found I was fixing enough computers, playing web dev, playing actual dev, electrical bits, mechanical bits, playing building trades, organising projects/warehouses, writing specs, analysing failures, playing mechanic on occasion and whatever else that I figured I might as well do that and formally went self employed as whatever it is I am (generally if you have seen me commenting on it around here then someone has probably paid me to do it).

Not exactly lucrative (self employed alone makes the idea of getting a mortgage a joke, granted "wife, kids and house in the suburbs" is about as far from how I care to roll as is possible to be) and will probably never retire (not that I expect to live that long) but have a lot of free time* and enough to fund a small tool collection/workshop.

*occasionally I will get dragged in for a 5-6 days a week, up with the sun and there until it is done type deal. Fun enough for that project but the idea of doing that for 52 years (if the pension pot is even vaguely viable at that point it will be 70 were I to make it that far) to turn my toes up a few years later... no thanks.

Technically for a while when I was young I helped out on fruit delivery but that was more an excuse to nibble fruit ("perk" of the notion was you got a nice box of fruit to nibble while watching the seaside sunrise so... I was certainly not squeezing it out those days and we always had nice veg to eat at night) but that was off the books on an already off the books venture.
If you don't count that it also means I have never had a boss (didn't really there either), certainly never had formal employment (a retainer contract is about as close as I get there and don't have any active right now) and have never been fired or let go.

 

It's been a long (LONG) time, but yeah, I remember. I lied about my age at the time. I was 14 and told them I was 16. I got a job at a local Winn Dixie (grocery store) as a bag boy. You guys call them courtesy clerks now. That was...well, about 35 years ago.

 

When I was 16 I got a job in a sports clothing store, then immediately swapped to bike building within that store because it was far less boring lol.

 

I remember it. It was one of the most relaxing jobs. When I was 17 I was changing the towels in a swimming pool

 

Worked in logistics shipping out chemistry equipment during one summer. One day I got absolutely no orders and all I could do was to sit there for 8 hours :(

 

Picking cherries when I was 14, the job itself wasn't anything special, the interesting part was getting to the place basically you got to some place at some hour and the car would come but the whole time there was the worst music playing in that car and the driving was dangerously fast and on the way back there was a bunch of detours where they did a bunch of stuff and it took ages until they started the car again.

 

Did 11 week internship at a non-profit place as an IT student. Payed miniumum, but I enjoyed my work.

 

My first job was actually helping @Costello with Filetrip

 

i've never had a paid job, but i was a moderator on two fairly big groups, i lost the position because i took a break to focus on my studies, and people still ask me for advice even if i'm no longer with the staff

 

My first ‘proper’ job, that wasn’t just a summer or weekend thing as a kid, was an apprentice architect. Man that seems like a lifetime ago. Not to mention a million miles from what I ended up doing in later life.

 

Loader person in a mall. The less said about it, the better =)

 

NOT BAD, IF YOU MANAGED TO delivery all Newspaper in the morning, you can have afternoon free or do another job which means MORE MONEY!.

 

First ever job was technically when I was about 11 or 12, working in my uncles wood shop as a general assistant over the summer. I got paid a crisp $100 for a couple days work a week all summer.

First REAL job was at a grocery store, which I applied for on my 15th birthday. I was a general stock boy/bag boy, but as it was a small town grocery store I just sort of did anything that was needed around the store. Kept that job for a year and a half too before I decided I wanted to work in a restaurant instead, partially due to the grocery store's manager having full time employee expectations out of part time high school kids.

 

My first job was as a woodwoker helping hand, providing the tools and resources. Also we built and installed doors, cabinets, closets, tables, chairs and alike. There I learned a bit about the job, and I really enjoyed the process.

Then, computers got in my way and well, I learned to program and fix computers, cell phones, tablets, laptops, netbooks, computer networks, electronics... For me, learning is a never ending process, something I really enjoy every day.

 

Started off as a dishwasher at a local restaurant right out of high school, I was there for over 3 years. Worked my way up to Assistant Manager of the kitchen, it was fucking miserable. The only good thing that came out of it is that I lost a shit ton of extra weight from being on my feet running around 8-10 hours a day 6-7 days a week. 0/10 though would not work another restaurant job again.

 

Cook.