Alright list 'em up. Tell us what your first job was.

I had my first job at 15 as a busboy and later became a short order line cook. I left there after 2 years and worked at another restaurant as a line cook. While in high school i got a co-op position at local real estate company as a CAD Operator drawing and designing new homes. I was hired full time there after i graduated high school. I continued to work both jobs until the restaurant i worked at closed at which time i got a job as line cook supervisor at the restuarant i had my first job at. I work about 60-70 hours a week between both jobs because I'm still hoping to go back to school to become a licensed architect or in the very least certified

 

I worked at the base exchange in Vicenza, Italy over the summer when I was 14! I got to work in the shoe department and boys clothing!

 

15yrs old worked as a fry cook for "Boardwalk Fries" I had to clean the grease trap one day and the smell was so awefull I threw up on the florr. The franchise owner called me a "*****" and I told him to bite my *** I was rich and didn't need his crap job anyway. That job lasted about 4 weeks.

 

Burger King/cook (way too long), Chinese Restaurant/busboy (4 weeks), J's Variety/cashier/gopher (dont remember), Royston AWH/"metal punching machine operator" (6 months), Reliance Electric/Autowinder operator (5 years), Standard Register/Forms Designer (3+/current job) - short history

 

I worked at a local pet/landscaping/gardening shop. My duties consisted of pulling weeds , mowing, and watering and planting flowers in a greenhouse for a couple hours a day in the middle of the summer when it was like 110 degrees out.

 

My first job was a beach lifeguard for Broward County Parks & Recreation....started out after graduation from HS in May 1999 at $7.88/hr and by time I left (Spring 01) I was making roughly $13/hr...good pay, kept me in shape, free access to the beach & easy access to some great looking women. I usually would put out..(ha ha)..I mean put in like 40hrs every 2 weeks and find ways to work more because I enjoyed it so much. Best part about it, the beach was open year-round....I miss South Florida!!! Worked @ Express for a Xmas season...that was fun..bunch of hot women w/nothing better to do than flirt w/you..lol...worked for GAP Inc for about a few seasons, both here & in Florida. Worked for Rue21 here and now I'm an enlisted Airman serving in your USAF & I work for JVC Electronics on the side as a military contractor....pretty nice if I say so myself.

-Phil

 

Worked as an apprentice/assistant (i.e. bitch) at an aircraft mechanics shop in Long Beach when I was 13. Worked for my uncle all summer landscaping his entie yard (about a 2 acre yard), building his fence around said yard, paiting the fence, basically rebuilding his garage, and a few other little things. Made about $10 an hour, shich isn't bad for a 16 yo. Worked at Circuit city for about 6 months when I was 18, but I had to quit/get fired when I roughed up our new ******* manager.

Trying to find a job for summer now.

 

My first job was at an Engineering company doing some light drafting and tracing (this was pre-CAD era!). Did it for the summer between Jr and Sr year in HS. I was really looking forward to going to school for Architectural Engineering and was even accepted at CMU, but my lack of math skills got the better of me and I ended up pursuing my second love, writing.
When I was in college my second job was at a deli/ice cream place in Pittsburgh called Isaly's, now long out of business, but anyone who's had a Klondike Bar knows who Isaly's is...

 

my first job (that required an application), i was 15, worked at charley's steakery... cook, deep fryer, and sandwich "assembler".
then arbys as a "crew member" did everything except sandw. assembler and drive through... during and between jobs (days off, days didn't haveto work) i also worked with a tree service and a mowing company (pulling 10 hr work days)

now i just do tree service and i am still persuing a more stable year round job

 

I worked one summer at a salvage yard in my home state (Washington). This was a HUGE place, with different lots and parts showrooms for different makes of cars. I was around cars all day, so that was pretty cool. Except, I wasn't one of the guys tearing down cars and flicking cigarette butts into the solvent tank with reckless abandon (and missing teeth). No, I was a lowly scrub paid to weed and paint buidings all day. It's the kind of job that work release people should be doing, not a young boy with a "purty mouth" and unscathed hands.

They had these sumps in the ground (basically just a drain with a sealed membrane around it, five or so feet deep, to collect oil and sludge from runoff so as to not pollute the ground water). Every now and again, a sump would clog and back up, before the crud could be pumped out. Fixing it involved removing the grate, and using a shovel to clean out the crud. One of the guys working there brought out a nasty brown and mustard yellow 1970's swimsuit, suggested that I hop into it and climb down into the sump with a shovel. He said cleaning it out from down below would be "good for me" without any sense of irony. That foul, rotting oil smell indicated otherwise, and probably so did Osha. I didn't do it, as I suppose the learning experience of wallowing in filth would be slightly overrated as far as learning experiences go. Truthfully, I would rather have beat myself in the nuts with a brick at that very moment (if given a choice).

In retrospect, I think the most valuable thing I learned was how to convey all manner of feelings and meaning with just a few swear words. As the yard workers demonstrated, the "Eff" word can be used to signal amazement, agreement, shock, anger, comaraderie, disappointment, or can be used as a simple acknowledgement that you've been listening to someone's conversation. It's all in the inflection. The economy of words is elegant when your vocab consists of the biggies: the F word, S word, et all. One guy opened up his lunch box, stabbed at the Chinese food in it from the night before, and simply muttered "...F*cking piece of teriyaki...", and that was that. Everyone knew exactly how disinterested he was in his cold leftovers at that moment, and no one said a thing.

 

Ha ha...you just had me and the other guy in my office rolling...you def. have the gift of story telling.

 

I am proud to say that I've never worked anywhere else but at an airport and don't intend to work anywhere else, BUT at an airport. My first job was at Frederick Municipal airport and I washed airplanes for the flgith school there. I loved it. 95 degree heat and I had to work with water... I had to taxi the airplanes down to the wash area, wash them (which took about an 2 hours to wash the entire thing), and then taxi them back to their parking spaces. I did that for 2 summers.

I also worked at Harrisburg International Airport marshalling, refueling and servicing private jets, this past fall and winter while at school and am currently working at Baltimore-Washington Int'l refueling the airliners. If you couldn't tell I like airplanes...

 

I worked at round table pizza, when I was 16. Everyone there I grew up with in the "hood" so we just screwed around the whole time. It was a blast with all the soft ball girls from the high school coming in and the d!ck head customers getting a$$ grease pepperoni (from my fat friend). Or not honoring an unsatisfied customers return and meeting around back for a nice round table a$$ kicking. Those were good times.

 

first job was family run Business back in Sri Lanka when i was 13 hehe.. we owned a motor bike sales shop.. basically get bikes from japan by the containerlod (lived there for 6 years so had contacts there)... check em out fix what needs fixing... respray and sell em....

i was mechanics assistant LOL... i learnt soo soo much during that summer holidays i ended up wrorkin there after skool till i left the country + side of things i got to test ride the bikes in the huge yard we had behind the shop (like literally 5km X 2km yard owned by some company that ever used it.. had some nice dirt ramps too hehe)...

my first job apart from that was a pizza maker @ this local pizza place here...

 

first job - papa johns pizza. rather nice place to work compared to other fast food joints. never got my 90 day raise though, but i did get my missed raises worth in free food. worked at gemellis, a local high end italian resturant (3 x 3 inch peice of lasguana was about 7 bux). now i am working at the toyota dealership up the street from me. if they wernt paying for my college then i would be at mazzzzzzzzda.