What was your first job?
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I'm working at my friend's brother's Vietnamese resturaunt. It's pretty great I wait on people, Clean tables, do the cash register, make drinks, ect. I was told by a fat white lady and her adoptive deaf Chineese daughter that I was Zach Braff, and am working with my friends, and getting good pay, I like it.
Paper boy. Looking back at it now it was rubbish pay and crappy hours but at the time i was like "Woah im getting payed cash to ride my bike around".
My first job was on the factory floor of a knitwear company my cousin runs. The work was tedious, the people were dull, and they insisted on playing the terrible local radio station all day every day. When I quit, I left a note on my desk saying "so long, and thanks for all the fish"; when my cousin saw me again, a few months later, he had to ask me what it meant, because nobody there got the reference. Nobody at all.
I was 15, and I was an apprentice at a local theatre. I technically got paid, but in this case "apprenticeship" can basically be translated to "free labor." But I'm ok with it, because I was busy all summer and loved every second of it. And 4 years later, I went back to that theatre, this time as a performer, and actually got legitimately paid to do something I loved even more. The moral of the story: good connections are priceless.
My first job was putting fliers on doors when I was 11-15.
One thing I used to do at big apartment complexes was pretend that they were one of the bases from 007 Goldeneye, pretend the fliers were bombs that I was setting, and sneak through the complex pretending I was James bond setting explosives killing guards, and tearing out of there before they knew what the f***; all the while humming the 007 theme song.
One thing I used to do at big apartment complexes was pretend that they were one of the bases from 007 Goldeneye, pretend the fliers were bombs that I was setting, and sneak through the complex pretending I was James bond setting explosives killing guards, and tearing out of there before they knew what the f***; all the while humming the 007 theme song.
I lucked out. My first real job (I consider a real job to be one that the government keeps track of, not really mowing the neighbors lawns) to the one I got when I was sixteen. My stepdad had a friend who owned a computer tech shop. They needed some summer help so I managed to get hired. I ended up staying there for two and a half years building computers, troubleshooting and doing phone support (which was the worst, by the way--it sucks enough if you're male but since I'm female, I got the, "Maybe I should talk to a real technician, lady" rude sort of people who assumed I couldn't do my job because I was female).
Great experience.
Great experience.
I don't know. I'm only 14, after all.
However, I help my dad do gardening work such as mulching, weeding, etc., and I also weeded my neighbors garden. 20$ an hour, but it barely took 45 minutes.
Sly bastards.
Also, I wasn't payed to do this, but for my student service learning hours I volunteered at a pet adoption center.
However, I help my dad do gardening work such as mulching, weeding, etc., and I also weeded my neighbors garden. 20$ an hour, but it barely took 45 minutes.
Sly bastards.
Also, I wasn't payed to do this, but for my student service learning hours I volunteered at a pet adoption center.
