My first job was working at a Walmart in the electronics department as a salesman, basically. You'd be surprised by how many customers can't find the charging cables for their phones. Still, some stuff happened behind the scenes that I theorize might have led to what I did for the past four years at the place in CAP2, or as I like to call it, "unloading a truck, stocking shelves, and being handed the fucking dirty work to do if no one else was there to do it." For example, one time, I had to clean up a spill and mess of glass shards from a container hitting the floor by myself because the maintenance team (translation: janitors) was all on some sort of break. And when there was no one to grab the carts? We got stuck with it. The only reason I could endure working there as long as I did was because for the first year and a half to two years all I was doing 97% of the time was stocking shelves. Then, changes in management occur, everyone has to unload the truck, they hire a lady who acts like a fucking grade school teacher in how upset and panicky she was that it was like you're walking on eggshells, and while eventually she got replaced, the next two co-supervisors couldn't do their jobs for jack all, and when COVID hit and I still being in debt at the time, I decided to get off the train that was clearly going off the rails if the lack of the post-high-school employees stocking the shelves in that department the last time I went into my Walmart is any indication. — Posts automatically merged - Please don't double post! — You never had to work with this chef from Hell, did you?
My first office job was for an Official Autodesk Training Centre, ATC for short, as their lead AutoCAD Instructor. I initially came in for my AutoCAD Certificate which is a prerequisite for my Degree, but after I got it they told me I knew some things more than them and offered me the job. So I worked whilst finishing my Degree, created new Teaching Methodologies for them made that ATC rank Number 1 in the country. Prior to that I was a freelance Artist, creating murals and whatnot. The usual University life grind.
My first serious full time job was a QC technican in corpo. I was resposible for data collection from measurement devices in lab. Still remember this as pretty cool, as I know i could use my programming skills there.
Depends how you look at it, really... When I was young, my father was constantly busy renovating the house (usually other floors than were we lived). As such, the first job I can remember (but might not even be my first one) was hauling buckets of debris into the container. Was 2BF per bucket (erm...40 belgian Franks later became a euro, so about 5 eurocents). This was mid-eighties, so money was worth much more back then than it is today. First out of house job (that got paid) was a babysitting gig. The children were okay, but were glued to the television the whole time. Frankly, I was bored out of my mind there. Didn't know them and IIRC didn't even knew when the parents would be back (my parents volunteered me. I guess they assumed those parents would say it, and those presumed otherwise. I had forgotten to ask). First...somewhat repeated longterm job was cleaning up the pub of my best friend's father. Did that nearly half a year six days a week. Unfortuantely, there was a small leak in one of the tabs and that only got fixed after months. Really hated that part, but was otherwise kind of okay (I had a smartphone that could play music then...which was still somewhat of a novelty in the early zeroties).
When I was 18 I got a job in the supermarket as a manager. Many years later, I started my own business. By the way, who can share successful ways of taking the business to the next level? I am new to email marketing but I know that it’s a great tool for business promotion. I decided to test a new method of attracting customers and bought US Yellow Pages Dataset. One day later I got more than 1,000 new customers. In my view, it's one of the most effective ways.
I delivered newspapers from my bicycle. I was about 15 or 16. Eventually, I earned enough money and I bought a tv for my room. It was a 19” RCA. I was super proud and I felt accomplished.
waitressing i think? i did a lot of odd jobs for my dad though since he's the director of a company so it could be something like that? i know i recently did some mild admin for him. atm i'm unemployed and because of uni + covid no idea whether i'll get a job.
Had a paper route as a kid. Not easy though. Carrying 30 copies of the Sunday Times up a literal mountain in a howling blizzard for a total of £12 a week really ain't worth it. Unless it's Christmas. My boss wasn't paying me anything decent but people who read that kind of jumbo paper tip well for the holidays. Had enough cash from one Sunday run alone to go buy myself a Gamecube and basically every decent game for it. Much love, people of Mount Pleasant. If we're not counting those kinds of things then my first real job with taxes and whatnot was working for T.K Maxx as a shop assistant. I was only there for a month. They hired 6 people on trial but only wanted to keep 2 of them. Kinda threw myself in at the deep end, there were just people who were better and faster than me so fair enough. Oddly about 7 months after I lost that job I got a cheque from them for over £300. Wasn't my wages, I'd already them. Still to this day nearly 20 years later no idea what that payment was for but I cashed it and spent it a long time ago so they're out of luck getting it back.
